complete.

Calculating
The days I lost
500 50 something I've lost count
Everything has been on pause
And the earth it doesn't wait for us
Nothing like what it was
It goes a little like this

Not much to say
About my day to day eat sleep repeat
A bit bittersweet
I try to keep it up beat
And I don't hate it

The clock keeps ticking
The kids are growing
And seasons are changing hu

Not much to say
About my day to day eat sleep repeat
A bit bittersweet I try to keep it up beat
And I don't hate it
Even on my birthday
Don't want to be cliché
But I eat sleep repeat
I wish we could meet
But I don't really mind it
Cause I feel complete

Even on my birthday
Don't want to be cliché
But I eat sleep repeat
I wish we could meet
Cause I feel complete