Alright so If the world blows up would we still hang out, would you hit me up? See I think too much 'till I think I ruin everything I touch, yeah And if we all just die would we still hang out in the after life? Eating take out all night would you still let me be your right hand guy?
My friends don't really understand me My family, they don't like me well
Yeah, I'm fighting hard and losing learning through the bruising Maybe it's a good thing, I can't even tell I'm hanging by a shoe string Riding all the mood swings Maybe it's a good thing, I can't even tell
I while away these days, nothing to look forward to but still I wait Scenario: worst case I don't makе peace with my weirdo brain And with all thе right words, sitting the right way who knows what I could achieve or obtain? Come take a ride around in my brain 'cause I know that you get it
My friends don't really understand me My family, they don't like me well
Yeah, I'm fighting hard and losing learning through the bruising Maybe it's a good thing, I can't even tell I'm hanging by a shoe string Riding all the mood swings Maybe it's a good thing, I can't even tell anymore
(It's too good to be true, that's probably true)
I'm feeling good today, would suck if something came along and changed that, hey So yeah, come what may, I'll be right here I need to join the fray It's like you always say you gotta learn to see yourself from outside, mate So what would you change? 'Cause I'm just trying to love my cage
And I'm fighting hard and losing learning through the bruising Maybe it's a good thing, I can't even tell I'm hanging by a shoe string Riding all the mood swings Maybe it's a good thing, I can't even tell anymore
(Fighting hard and losing)
Do I make you nervous? Tryna make you smile I got no self-awareness Been like this a while
Compositor: Stanley Laurence Michael Stevenson-byrne (Stanley Stevenson-byrne) ECAD: Obra #38895223