Another lazy afternoon, listening to science fiction and voices in my head Whispering into the dark, searching for the right moment to make the same mistakes again Why can't I just start taking my own advice Maybe some day I'll stop waiting for things to pass me by Sinking down into my bed. I know once again I'm throwing something else away Reaching out from in the dark, wondering how I could let myself down again Why can't I just start taking my own advice Maybe some day I'll stop waiting for things to pass me by When will I stop waiting for the world to pass me by? Why can't I just start taking my own advice Maybe some day I'll stop waiting for things to pass me by