Crisis

I keep thinking there's a crisis crisis
I feel asleep in the driveway driveway
Can't understand why I'm like this like this
Seems that I'm always in my own way

You're so eager to complain complain
About this, that, the other thing
Cuz working so hard can be such a pain
But you're not doing anything

As far as I can tell
You're building your own hell
Can't imagine it's all too swell
Can't imagine this will end well
Oh well

I keep thinking that my life is life is
Already over at twenty one
But I'm still living like a kid a kid
I've got plenty of time to still have fun

Why do I act like I'm so special special
Like I'm gonna break some new ground new ground
Cuz I know I'm not that special special
I think it's kind of neat I can chill and hang out

As far as I can tell
You're building your own hell
Can't imagine it's all too swell
Can't imagine this will end well
Oh well