Reflections

I am either depressed, or over-obsessed
I'm high on my pride, can't give it a rest
I'm so insecure, I'm so immature
My mind is a battlefield, gotta stay pure
It's the confusion, winnin' or losin'
Am I in drive, or am I just cruisin'
Am I alive, or am I just snoozin'
Can I deny I don't know what I'm doin'
Pressure, pressure from all of these boulders
Pushin' it down on my shoulders
Pressure to give it all up and let darkness a little bit closer
Fear, fear of the thoughts in my own mind
Fear of the enemy inside
Fear of misleading the people who look to me, tryna be the wise guy
Everybody tryna be the top dog
Everybody fightin' in a dogpile
Meanwhile, I'm out sittin' on the sidelines thinkin' I aint qualified
Yo, got insecurities
Can't let em get the best of me
I had always been the good kid, but I never really did a single thing about what I believed in
Magic or misdirection
If there's a flaw, then I got a question
Was Jesus a cause or simply a gimmick
Am I a doubter, am I a cynic
God, is there somethin' I'm missin'
Is my belief a moral tradition
Is it my faith I gotta reject
Got all of these thoughts, I gotta reflect

Thinking out loud
Turn my mind inside out
Diggin' for the answers to a million questions
Singin' out now
The rhythm of my doubt
Through a broken lens, I see my own reflections

Writer's block, lots of thoughts
Some are good, some are not
Some remembered, some forgot
Stuck inside this chatterbox they call my brain
So insane
Feel like I'm flushin' it down the drain
Feel like I'm runnin' against the grain losin' my mind tryna find the right words to explain my pain
My struggles
Can you relate to all of my troubles
Can we debate but stay humble
Can we be honest without tryna grumble
Can we foster peace
Let the fire cease
I'm not tryna be PC but maybe everybody gotta think before they speak
Talk is cheap
But thoughts go deep
And these thoughts they run in my head when I hit the bed, now I'm losin' sleep
Countin' sheep
Pray the Lord my soul to keep
And if I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take
Writer's block, debate if the lyrics are right or not
Started a journal to write my thoughts
Hours of time in a coffeeshop, this is what I got
Can I rap, or will I regret it
Am I talkin' to fast, or feelin' poetic
Will they be moved when everything's done
Or am I just tryna impress everyone

Thinking out loud
Turn my mind inside out
Diggin' for the answers to a million questions
Singin' out now
The rhythm of my doubt
Through a broken lens, I see my own reflections
Thinking out loud
Turn my mind inside out
Diggin' for the answers to a million questions
Singin' out now
The rhythm of my doubt
Through a broken lens, I see my own reflections



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremiah Shumaker
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