When I was younger I was not concerned with much of anything at allI got picked up by everyone around meI was not allowed to fallI got a car and I started movingBut really went nowhere at allI used to think that my mind was wastedBut now I can't recallI've lived too fast trying not to be lastDidn't take my time so the time it passedNow I feel like I am stuckIn a constant orderConsent, Apologet, Consent, Apologet, Consent, ApologetConsent, Apologet, Consent, Apologet, Consent, ApologetWhy must I always feel so damn uselessAnd bombarded with excusesCan't you see the softer side of my sideSorry little liesOr at least tryI've lived too fast trying not to be lastDidn't take my time so the time it passedNow I feel like I am stuckIn a constant apologetConsent, Apologet, Consent, ApologetConsent, Apologet, Consent, Apologet, Consent ApologetI lived too fast, trying not to be lastDidn't take my time, so the time it passedNow I feel like I am stuck in aConstant apologyA constant apologyA constant apology