Twenty-four seven, I mean constantly
I get worried about society and what they will think of me
Just the thought of someone judging triggers my anxiety
I know there's a lot wrong with me
But I can be a good person, honestly
Every action I take, move I make is costly
Look what I'm losing oh I am slipping
People getting in my face telling me bout their expectations
But I think you need to see that you set the bar way too high
There is no possible way that you can get me to change my ways
I can't believe you want me to see your side but you don't ever try mine
Way too sick and tired of the haze
I might just go and run away
Way too sick and tired of the haze
I might just go and run away
People getting in my face telling me bout their expectations
But I think you need to see that you set the bar way too high
There is no possible way that you can get me to change my ways
I can't believe you want me to see your side but you don't ever try mine