Flat white going cold again Scrolling jobs I won’t begin Everyone’s in different towns Different lives, I’m stuck in now Group chat’s quiet, someone’s gone “New job, new place, moving on” I hit like, but I don’t reply Don’t know who I am tonight They all say it works out fine But I’m running out of time Every plan I never chose Feels like somewhere I should go Is this a quarter life crisis Or just how it goes? Everyone’s got somewhere to be I’ve got nowhere to go I’m watching my life in silence From the side of the road If this is growing up, then why Do I feel so alone? Same street, same late-night train Same thoughts in a different way CV says I’m doing fine But I’m faking every line Mum asks if I’m settling down I just laugh and walk around Like I’ve got it all mapped out But I’m full of doubt They all say “just give it time” But I’m tired of the line Every version I could be Feels like someone else to me Is this a quarter life crisis Or just how it goes? Everyone’s got somewhere to be I’ve got nowhere to go I’m watching my life in silence From the side of the road If this is growing up, then why Do I feel so alone? Maybe no one really knows Maybe everyone just goes Takes a job, plays the part Hides the panic in their heart Maybe I’m not behind Maybe I’m just… in between Is this a quarter life crisis Or just how it goes? Everyone’s got somewhere to be I’ve got nowhere to go But maybe this kind of silence Isn’t something to solve Maybe I’m still becoming Something I can’t call Everyone’s moving… somewhere else I’m still here
