Want More by Zaac Pick

Wake up in the morning, put the tv on
They’re talking bout the weather
At the end of the world
I guess what doesn’t kill you
You learn to ignore

Headlines so dramatic
I can’t hear anymore
Every difference of opinion
Now an all out war
No nothing seems to feel like
Like it did before

So I’m holding my breath, counting to ten
Could I be content, should I do with less
This constant excess, no good for my head
I try, but I want more, I want more

On a bus stop there’s a poster for a tv show
Do you wanna watch some people
Staring at their phones
I can’t believe I used to
Have time to be bored
.
Now I’m a little numb, a little self absorbed
I keep on wanting things I know I can’t afford
Can I help if I’m addicted to a little reward

So I’m holding my breath, counting to ten
Should I be content, could I do with less
This constant excess, no good for my head
Oh I try, but I want more
I want more, I want more

They’re saying you can have everything at once
I know it isn’t true but I get caught up
Got a hundred things I think should make happy enough
But I’m starting to feel like, oh I’m starting to feel like
I want more, I want more, I want more
How can I want more

• Alternative
• Folk
• folk-pop
• indie
• indie rock
• singer-songwriter
• Vancouver