Pain, lies, in, all of my
Daily activities
It's crippling and freaking me
Out, now, I, cry out loud
Give me just a piece of it
To carry on and try to be proud
Well maybe just a little hit
Not too much don't wanna be stoned
And all alone
Why am I trying to be him
Why am I trying to be still
Why am I trying to fulfill
Things that are not real
Things that are not real
Things that are not real
Cold, hard, wet, champion
You're giving it your best now
You're giving it your best shot
Yet, now, I, cry out loud
A bundle of anxiety, finally tryna finish this shit
Never wanted anything
Except for everything that was in sight
Can I see you tonite
Why am I trying to be him
Why am I trying to be still
Why am I trying to fulfill
Things that are not real
Things that are not real
Things that are not real
Why am I trying to be him
