Wither Away Songtext
von Good Terms

I wake up with an ache to be creative
But my time′s spent sittin', waitin′
As I watch another day go to waste
I can't just shrivel at this desk job
Restless til I get off
As I wish my effort wasn't lost

As I click click click my clock is ticking
Sick sick sick of overthinking
And I can′t let a life′s regret start to settle in
So til I rip rip rip right through my throat
I'll never quit quit quit, this shit ain′t over
Now's the time to try it right and finally begin

Cause I′m growing old trying to fit the fucking mold
Watching my youth get tangled in a noose
It's getting old trying to follow what I′m told
When I'm afraid (I'm afraid) I′ll see my time slip and wither away
Wither away


Oh tell me did you stifle all your promise?
Is your life all that you wanted?
Do you go through every day as who you′re not?
Cause I've known who I wanna be
Since I was fuckin′ seventeen
What happened? What happened to me?

As I click click click my clock is ticking
Sick sick sick of overthinking
And I can't let a life′s regret start to settle in
So til I rip rip rip right through my throat
I'll never quit quit quit, this shit ain′t over
Now's the time to try it right and finally begin

Cause I'm growing old trying to fit the fucking mold
Watching my youth get tangled in a noose
It′s getting old trying to follow what I′m told
When I'm afraid (I′m afraid) I'll see my time slip and wither
Wither away

Cause I′m growing old trying to fit the fucking mold
Watching my youth get tangled in a noose
It's getting old trying to follow what I′m told
When I'm afraid (I'm afraid) I′ll see my time slip and wither away
Wither away, wither away