You OK?
Somehow I'm here
And I'm still in gear
Not like I planned to leave
Gotta face the beat
Flux and flow
Fucks with those
Who forget who they are
So where to go from here
Seems it was just last year
When I planned to leave
Got caught in the heat
Just don't know
Lost in woes
When I get in my heart
Still fat in my twenties
Got plenty to eat
Just shufflin' pennies
Like there's more I need
Don't get out enough
Not like I can't do stuff
But it's tough when you're stuck
In your old ways
Realistically
I didn't want to admit
That I stopped caring
Not so daring
Trust me just being
Myself in a world where
Laying it all bare
Is the only way to be
Tight-lipped
Might dip before I
Say how I feel
'Cause it appeals
When it don't seem real
Yeah my feelings are fragile
But might I add you'll find
Should get better with time
I just need to be alone tonight
Something must really be wrong inside
If I feel like I have to run and hide
I'm primarily concerned
With how all the things have turned
For the worst may I burst
My bubble, forgive the trouble
But I got this bitch
So I'll scratch that itch
And get on with it, on with it
On with it
And I'm still in gear
Not like I planned to leave
Gotta face the beat
Flux and flow
Fucks with those
Who forget who they are
So where to go from here
Seems it was just last year
When I planned to leave
Got caught in the heat
Just don't know
Lost in woes
When I get in my heart
Still fat in my twenties
Got plenty to eat
Just shufflin' pennies
Like there's more I need
Don't get out enough
Not like I can't do stuff
But it's tough when you're stuck
In your old ways
Realistically
I didn't want to admit
That I stopped caring
Not so daring
Trust me just being
Myself in a world where
Laying it all bare
Is the only way to be
Tight-lipped
Might dip before I
Say how I feel
'Cause it appeals
When it don't seem real
Yeah my feelings are fragile
But might I add you'll find
Should get better with time
I just need to be alone tonight
Something must really be wrong inside
If I feel like I have to run and hide
I'm primarily concerned
With how all the things have turned
For the worst may I burst
My bubble, forgive the trouble
But I got this bitch
So I'll scratch that itch
And get on with it, on with it
On with it
Credits
Writer(s): Emily Gibson
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