Millennial

Millennial

Standing so asleep, events I can’t escape
Lately, I just turn them into excuses.
Following the sun, asleep.
Lately, I just turn them into demons.
Always asleep when I am awake,
guess it’s just my rotten luck.

I see everything, I see everything,
but I can’t see above it.
Standing so asleep, events I can’t escape.
Lately, I just turn them into reasons.

Innocence was fleeting like a season,
Lost so many men.
Lately, all the ghosts turned into reasons,
and excuses.
Standing so asleep, events I can’t escape.
Following the sun, asleep.

-Glenn Media