Frustrations + Solutions
I need some candy to restore my calmness
I've had some crazy freakouts lately
I kicked all my shit around my closet
Nobody is coming to tell me to stop it
My shoes, they scuffed my white walls
I punched my cupcake beanbag (yes, I have a cupcake beanbag)
'Til I fell tired and embarrassed enough
And I was careless enough
Feeling like a dick, picking it all up again
Feeling so much like a dick just to pick it up again
Feeling so, so, so, so tired
Of feeling so, so, so, so numb
Stomped and I screamed there
Flinging ideas straight down from the halls
Like in a movie scene where
All of you watch behind a glass wall
I'm pacing back and fourth
Exhausting myself for my own gratification
To no one
Embarrassing programming
And when I find the mess in the floor, temper tantrum over
Reorganizing all that i tore from life's rightful order
I'll say I learned some sort of lesson (I wish that I could take it back, but where to start?)
(But where you at? I'm fucking up my photograph)
When I felt dumb enough to question (and I'm losing it)
Feeling like a dick, picking it all up again
So much like a dick just to pick it up again
Everything is so, so, so, so tiring (so tiring)
Everything is so, so, so, so dumb (so dumb)
I've had some crazy freakouts lately
I kicked all my shit around my closet
Nobody is coming to tell me to stop it
My shoes, they scuffed my white walls
I punched my cupcake beanbag (yes, I have a cupcake beanbag)
'Til I fell tired and embarrassed enough
And I was careless enough
Feeling like a dick, picking it all up again
Feeling so much like a dick just to pick it up again
Feeling so, so, so, so tired
Of feeling so, so, so, so numb
Stomped and I screamed there
Flinging ideas straight down from the halls
Like in a movie scene where
All of you watch behind a glass wall
I'm pacing back and fourth
Exhausting myself for my own gratification
To no one
Embarrassing programming
And when I find the mess in the floor, temper tantrum over
Reorganizing all that i tore from life's rightful order
I'll say I learned some sort of lesson (I wish that I could take it back, but where to start?)
(But where you at? I'm fucking up my photograph)
When I felt dumb enough to question (and I'm losing it)
Feeling like a dick, picking it all up again
So much like a dick just to pick it up again
Everything is so, so, so, so tiring (so tiring)
Everything is so, so, so, so dumb (so dumb)
Credits
Writer(s): Lakisha K Robinson, Raymond E Brady Iii
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