I'm running out of   time to argue   when no one's listening   I'm going blank   but something's missing      Still playing this game   I'm still not winning   Still fucking up   and still complaining      I'm sick of waiting   It's always changing   I'm still complaining   You're always changing now      But I'm running out of time   And no one cares about my life   Is it such a crime   that no one cares about my life      I'm feeling left   out of choices   Inside I'm saying   I really need you   but you're delaying      I need to know what   you're really thinking   Am I obsessed   or slightly clinging      I'm feeling worn out   and hesitating   From drinking beer   and masturbating      Puta imunda