My 5-Year Plan Songtext
von 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, someday, 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 résumé
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 anything to lose
Jamie, take a second to just 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 your problem is, you gotta fix that attitude
And if you don′t fix it, I'll kick you out of that fucking room

My five-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 expect to see yourself in five years?
′Cause we don't see you making it 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 (time)

You′re overthinking this
Stop overthinking this
Stop overthinking this