Maybe I Could Think It Real

When I walk into a room
And you're already there
I heart beats so fast
I swear it's about to pump right out of my chest
Might be best
Cause at least I'd be dead
And not in pain
Not enraged
Uncomfortable and unengaged
So I'll pretend I'm as invisible as you make me feel
And maybe I could think it real

So I guess I'll never be cool enough
I like all the wrong stuff and I can't keep up
With the kids
Today I don't eat enough speed and I smoke too much weed
My clothes don't fit me right
To exemplify and sexualize
My sack of skin that I'm stuck in
Until my sentence is complete



Credits
Writer(s): Drew Anthony Giordano, Jasmine Deja Lopez Larson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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