Whatever, I’m Bored as well

[Verse 1]
Woke up late, don’t really care,
Sun’s too bright, messed up my hair.
Coffee’s cold, my phone’s on one,
Guess I’ll scroll until I’m done.
[Pre-Chorus]
Plans? Nah, I had a few —
They flaked, I probably would’ve too.
Nothing matters, kinda does,
I don’t know, it kinda was.
[Chorus]
Whatever, I’m bored — not mad about it,
Staring at the ceiling, think I’ll write a ballad.
Doing nothing feels sorta valid,
Whatever, I’m bored, yeah, that’s my habit.
[Verse 2]
Texted back like three hours late,
Didn’t mean to — it’s just fate.
Maybe I’ll walk or maybe not,
It’s fine, I like my parking lot.
[Pre-Chorus]
Said I’d change, but that’s a lie,
Dreams look cool, but so do fries.
Everyone’s rushing, I’ll just glide,
World’s too loud, I’ll stay inside.
[Chorus]
Whatever, I’m bored — not mad about it,
Playing with a thought, then I forget about it.
Doing nothing feels kinda valid,
Whatever, I’m bored, yeah, that’s my habit.
[Bridge]
Maybe this is peace, who knows?
Wasting time’s the life I chose.
No pressure, no pose, no show —
Just me and my shadow.
[Final Chorus]
Whatever, I’m bored — not mad about it,
Still breathing slow, can’t be too crowded.
Doing nothing feels automatic,
Whatever, I’m bored — it’s kinda magic.

Indie Bedroom Pop mix with Alt-Pop