Morphin Time
I want to say something that'll change something
But that "something" is completely relative
And if I piss you off cause I think you're wrong
Then I'm glad that I fucking said it
This need for escape and this fear of going outside is going to kill me
And I've been going back to sleep all morning cause it's hard to make sense of anything
If I'm not where I want to be, and I'm not where I need to be
Then what's the point of this losing battle when we could just leave?
So trust no one, erase your faith
I've been on this grind and some days it feels like it's all a waste
I want to give up but I'm stuck, I'm forced into this race
And I wonder what would happen if I pulled the fucking brake
And I turned away
I won't be a punchline tossed in at the end
Of a shitty dumb joke made by a fake ass friend
This meandering trajectory has been stagnant of late
And I can't wait any longer in this solid state
So trust no one, erase your faith
I've been on this grind and some days it feels like it's all a waste
I want to give up but I'm stuck, I'm forced into this race
And I wonder what would happen if I pulled the fucking brake
Don't feed your opinions to me when you've only got your lone perspective
I hope it kills you to use your head and step back for a fucking second
Your friends are all fake, and I'm sick of them
(Your) Scene is full of judgement, and I'm over it
Watch what you say, watch what you do
Friends you thought you had are coming back to bite you
Back to bite you
But that "something" is completely relative
And if I piss you off cause I think you're wrong
Then I'm glad that I fucking said it
This need for escape and this fear of going outside is going to kill me
And I've been going back to sleep all morning cause it's hard to make sense of anything
If I'm not where I want to be, and I'm not where I need to be
Then what's the point of this losing battle when we could just leave?
So trust no one, erase your faith
I've been on this grind and some days it feels like it's all a waste
I want to give up but I'm stuck, I'm forced into this race
And I wonder what would happen if I pulled the fucking brake
And I turned away
I won't be a punchline tossed in at the end
Of a shitty dumb joke made by a fake ass friend
This meandering trajectory has been stagnant of late
And I can't wait any longer in this solid state
So trust no one, erase your faith
I've been on this grind and some days it feels like it's all a waste
I want to give up but I'm stuck, I'm forced into this race
And I wonder what would happen if I pulled the fucking brake
Don't feed your opinions to me when you've only got your lone perspective
I hope it kills you to use your head and step back for a fucking second
Your friends are all fake, and I'm sick of them
(Your) Scene is full of judgement, and I'm over it
Watch what you say, watch what you do
Friends you thought you had are coming back to bite you
Back to bite you
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Writer(s): Cypres Sanner-stiehr-simmons
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