Anybody

Faces, places
Every day just feels the same
I wake up, make up
I'm forgetting my own name

I'm not made for this life
Not made for this life
And this life's not for me, oh baby

I never wanna point a finger
I only wanna pull the trigger
I gotta stop myself from being drastic
It's just that sometimes my life feels so plastic

I wish I could make sense of it
But that involves too much feeling
Does anybody out there feel the way I do?
I hope that you're okay, I'm worried about you

And I wish that I could just pretend
That all good things aren't meant to end
Does anybody out there know that I am scared?
And if I let them know, do you think they would care?



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Writer(s): Floor Cry
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