I'm still searching, might never be satisfied
I'm always faking putting on a smile
Yeah, will I make it? Might never get past 25
Shit, I'm so lost in the fog
Got nowhere to go
Don't think this is my place at all
It's a never-ending hole
Pretending I'm whole
Just wanna numb it all, f*ck
Look, I'm not listening, I'm in my own head
Please tell me something that I'll forget
I find it hard to even care about anyone else
When I can't even care about myself
Am I really better than anyone else?
All I do is make music with no f*cking help
Maybe I'm just angry at myself
And I project it at everyone else
In the surface I know I'm fine
There's just so much shit in my mind
Don't have trouble with people, I have trouble inside
I'm a mess inside
I'm still aching for something more to life
I'm still searching, might never be satisfied
I'm always faking putting on a smile
Yeah, will I make it? Might never get past 25
(Will I make it?)
(I'm still searching)
This might be the realest I'll ever get
I think a lot about putting a bullet through my head
And I don't even wanna die, just want the pain to stop
'Cause sometimes it's unbearable for no reason at all, f*ck
I'm so tired of making sad songs
But it gets hard to be happy when you all alone, shit
Sometimes it gets hard to even get up
(Make it stop)
I'm still aching for something more to life
I'm still searching, might never be satisfied
I'm always faking putting on a smile
Yeah, will I make it? Might never get past 25