You want something? Go get it
[Powfu]
They see my life, they don't understand (Uh)
I didn't always have the upper hand
Upper lip still quiver from that first kiss
Felt like she pulled me to the surface
She want a thinner waist, sharing her inner thoughts
I can't communicate, feel like a cinder block
There's been times to miss my breakfast
I got a show soon, forgot my setlist
Always do the same shit
Silly me, I hit the bee, stinging me repeatedly
Don't know where I'm running, somewhere safe, really, seemingly
Green tea, small talk, tell me what you see in me
She said, "It's a secret," I said, "Tell it to me secretly"
[Rxseboy]
What does everything mean to me-e-e?
What does everything mean to me-e-e?
What does everything mean to me?
[Powfu]
My, oh, my, why waste my breath?
Wake up every day just to change my mind
What will they say when I'm gone
I won't sell my soul for nothing
My, oh, my, they can count my steps
Dirty clothes and a worn-down voice
Half the world says I'm making noise
Just leave me, at least it's something
[Rxseboy]
What does everything mean to me?
I thought I'd find an answer easily
He told me check my friends 'cause they ain't what they seem to be
I reassessed my scenery, and now I'm living peacefully
That's not what happened
Last year, I walked this world alone
I was making all these songs, repairing broken homes
In the end, I had some feelings that were never shown
Just holding on to a promise till they burst is all I've ever known
I know I've spoken plenty of words that I can't take back
I made some noise and heard them bumping it on playback
Even my mother said I probably shouldn't say that
It's time to face facts
I always do the same
Now I wanna change my life, but I just reminisce
Tell me what really works, someone tell me what really hits
Maybe I should gain common sense, I'm a fool, and it's obvious
I was always that problem kid, spent twenty years, and still talk to him
Make sure he's doing well, I know he's misunderstood
His teachers would give him hell and give him a second look, look
He's tryna heal, but dog, he's gotta make time for it
To find a little bit of peace, he'd probably die for it
[Powfu]
My, oh, my, why waste my breath?
Wake up every day just to change my mind
What will they say when I'm gone?
I won't sell my soul for nothing
My, oh, my, they can count my steps
Dirty clothes and a worn-down voice
Half the world says I'm making noise (Just leave me)
At least it's something
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