Messy (Extended Version)
Had nice things but I broke 'em all
And now I'm screaming at my crystal ball
When did it get so heavy?
And how the hell did I get so messy?
Tunnel vision, yeah, I shut you out
Yeah, I'm sorry that I let you down
When did it get so heavy?
And how the hell did I get so messy?
The sun is up but I just don't wanna face it
I found my phone but I lost my motivation
Took all my big dreams and threw 'em in the basement
20-something, yeah, I'm running out of options
Running from these demons in my old Doc Martens
Mixing all my problems up with grenadine
I try, but I just can't get it right
Had nice things but I broke 'em all
And now I'm screaming at my crystal ball
When did it get so heavy?
And how the hell did I get so messy?
Tunnel vision, yeah, I shut you out
Yeah, I'm sorry that I let you down
When did it get so heavy?
And how the hell did I get so messy?
I keep my medication underneath my pillow
Anxiety hanging over my head just like a halo
I'm too afraid to see the world so I just lay low
I lay awake and try to tell myself a story
But even all my fantasies are pretty fucking boring
That's why I fill my cup and I feel it in the morning
And now I'm screaming at my crystal ball
When did it get so heavy?
And how the hell did I get so messy?
Tunnel vision, yeah, I shut you out
Yeah, I'm sorry that I let you down
When did it get so heavy?
And how the hell did I get so messy?
The sun is up but I just don't wanna face it
I found my phone but I lost my motivation
Took all my big dreams and threw 'em in the basement
20-something, yeah, I'm running out of options
Running from these demons in my old Doc Martens
Mixing all my problems up with grenadine
I try, but I just can't get it right
Had nice things but I broke 'em all
And now I'm screaming at my crystal ball
When did it get so heavy?
And how the hell did I get so messy?
Tunnel vision, yeah, I shut you out
Yeah, I'm sorry that I let you down
When did it get so heavy?
And how the hell did I get so messy?
I keep my medication underneath my pillow
Anxiety hanging over my head just like a halo
I'm too afraid to see the world so I just lay low
I lay awake and try to tell myself a story
But even all my fantasies are pretty fucking boring
That's why I fill my cup and I feel it in the morning
Credits
Writer(s): John Gomez, Stephen Gomez, Colin Dieden, Cameron Walker Wright
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