(Hook)

Back in the day when I was young,
I'm not a kid anymore but some days,
I sit and wish I was a kid again.

(Verse One)

If I could have a couple quid for every single time I tripped
I'd be a really rich dude and every obstacle I'd skip
but who am I without my demons? Me without my darkness?
Tryna justify with you and I inside I stay closed cause
I'm stubborn like that. I can't be assed to fight back,
I keep myself to myself now, I'd guess it's like that.
So fucking wholesome but my soul has gone missing.
Try to find it but my body ain't permitting.
Sometimes I wonder where we come from,
Why do we do the things we do yet never learn from?
Suppose we changed our mental, thinking of our potential
focused on something decent, changed the world we fucked
I get my words wrong sometimes
and I can't think right sometimes
I try to be strong sometimes
but I'm alone, in my mind I'm fine.
I'm just tired I guess. Staying wired with stress.
Staying alive at best, I ain't dead, yet.
So whilst I'm here, I mean, I guess I'll keep writing.
Tryna find some time dedicated to surviving.
Sometimes it's hard to. I'm in this castle.
All by myself because loneliness is quite harmful.

(Hook)

(Verse Two)

So much excess to which we're living in this stress
of overloading what we're used to, breaking down looking useful.
Breaking down broken souls because breaking down broke is fruitful.
Sometimes I wonder where we're going. Hope I'm
It's like we pride ourselves in isolating, others from our mental.
Never stand united, everyone's temperamental.
I guess we're meant to, take our own lines but
taking my own time, I'm claiming my own mind.
Trying to. But they're tryna brainwash me.
Telling me I'm nothing. tryna medicate me.
Fuck your pills man, I'm staying real man.
I keep it moving in my mess I keep it cool man
I know where shit is, I just don't know what I'm doing
I know my way around my ends I'm just not cruising
I'm really fine inside my mind I'm just.. losing all my bearings
Staying away from them coz they keep staring.

(Hook)

(Verse Three)

I can't fix myself if you keep pointing out my flaws.
I can hear you, too many crashing shores
inside this whirlwind by the ocean floor
hoping that we'd hope some more
hoping that the laws will somehow gravitate towards me
positive vibes that can pick me up the floor
see I hurt myself in the past and I'm killing myself more.
People say they can't seem to figure me out, neither can I
I'm just here like, fuck, what the fuck am I thinking.
Standing on the edge when I'm too busy drinking
too busy dreaming, too busy thinking.
Too busy believing I can be the best - I'm screaming
Let me live to see tomorrow and I'll promise I'll be better
Promise I will push myself to fight through the weather
Coz clear skies just leave me feeling vulnerable. I'll fix it though
I promise I'll be better, for everyone I'm helping so
they can be okay. And I can say I made it.

Baby steps, baby.