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 afterlife?
Eating takeout 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 (yeah!)
I'm hanging by a shoestring
Riding all the mood swings
Maybe it's a good thing
I can't even tell (yeah!)
I while away these days, nothing to look forward to but still I wait
Scenario worst case, I don't make peace with my weirdo brain
And with all the 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
Yeah, I'm fighting hard and losing, learning through the bruising
Maybe it's a good thing
I can't even tell (yeah!)
I'm hanging by a shoestring
Riding all the mood swings
Maybe it's a good thing
I can't even tell, Anymore
(Yeah)
(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 (yeah!)
I'm hanging by a shoestring
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
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