Kaonashi My 5 Year Plan Lyrics
My 5-Year Plan by Kaonashi
Waiting rooms, magazines and daytime TV
Another interview down the fucking drain
If you want my two-cents, some things will never change
Maybe, possibly, some day, one day
What they want from me
A perfect someone, something I can't be
She wants me to get a good ass job, just like everybody
But she ain't walked in my shoes, I'm just not everybody
Shut up, grow up, think, apply for classes 'cause the
Deadline is next week, these job search engines loading
Driving me insane, Google search templates for a
Fucking resume, or what's the worst that could happen?
Go to work in retail and just give up on my passion
Fix my name tag instead of fixing my life, right?
Wrong, why? So I can end up like you
Loser with everything to lose
Jamie, take a second just to slow things down
You're overthinking this
Stop overthinking this
It's really not that hard, they have night classes too
If all your friends can do it, then why the hell can't you?
See, what the problem is, you gotta fix that attitude
And if you don't fix it, I'm kicking you out of that fucking room
My 5-year plan
Just got cut down by half, I guess I'm bad at math, I don't care
How do you expect to survive in the real world
When you can't even handle senior year?
Depression and anxiety are just words inside a dictionary
That shit's not real, it's fiction, Jamie
You need to make something of yourself, for yourself
This whole music thing just isn't cutting it
Have you thought about the army? An office? A kitchen?
Anywhere besides this fucking couch
Where do you see yourself in five years?
'Cause we don't see you making past the front door, let alone 19
I didn't make your mistakes, so please just let me make mine
I'm learning from your mistakes, one decision at a time
I didn't make your mistakes, so please just let me make mine
I'm learning from your mistakes, one decision at a time
You're overthinking this
Stop overthinking this
Stop overthinking this
Another interview down the fucking drain
If you want my two-cents, some things will never change
Maybe, possibly, some day, one day
What they want from me
A perfect someone, something I can't be
She wants me to get a good ass job, just like everybody
But she ain't walked in my shoes, I'm just not everybody
Shut up, grow up, think, apply for classes 'cause the
Deadline is next week, these job search engines loading
Driving me insane, Google search templates for a
Fucking resume, or what's the worst that could happen?
Go to work in retail and just give up on my passion
Fix my name tag instead of fixing my life, right?
Wrong, why? So I can end up like you
Loser with everything to lose
Jamie, take a second just to slow things down
You're overthinking this
Stop overthinking this
It's really not that hard, they have night classes too
If all your friends can do it, then why the hell can't you?
See, what the problem is, you gotta fix that attitude
And if you don't fix it, I'm kicking you out of that fucking room
My 5-year plan
Just got cut down by half, I guess I'm bad at math, I don't care
How do you expect to survive in the real world
When you can't even handle senior year?
Depression and anxiety are just words inside a dictionary
That shit's not real, it's fiction, Jamie
You need to make something of yourself, for yourself
This whole music thing just isn't cutting it
Have you thought about the army? An office? A kitchen?
Anywhere besides this fucking couch
Where do you see yourself in five years?
'Cause we don't see you making past the front door, let alone 19
I didn't make your mistakes, so please just let me make mine
I'm learning from your mistakes, one decision at a time
I didn't make your mistakes, so please just let me make mine
I'm learning from your mistakes, one decision at a time
You're overthinking this
Stop overthinking this
Stop overthinking this