Stress
I'm fucking paranoid
Thoughts race through my brain I wish I could avoid
Recently I've been distant, I don't know why
I guess I just think my issues go with time
But I know they don't
I know I should confront them but I know I won't
I'm sat here overanalyzing every lyric that I wrote
Thinking how the fuck am I gonna sell out shows
I don't know what to do with my life anymore
Used to have direction, I don't have it anymore
I said no to therapy, not sure if I regret
Don't know if I've time to know myself yet
How the fuck am I gonna open up to a stranger
I don't open up to my friends, cause I'm in danger
Don't wanna scare them, so I play it off fine
And then I let everything out in my own time
I don't know what to do for the rest of my life
I always waste the days and I'm up through the nights
My eyes fucking burn from staring at screens
I'm beginning to feel like I'm just a machine
That's been thrown out of sync, now I don't function
I fucking hate myself, until I'm high or I'm drunken
Life is like a ship, some float but I'm sunken
Am I on a path of glory or a path of destruction
I'm stressing all the time, stressing every way
I'll stress no matter what, no matter what you say
It's got to the point where I'm even going grey
16 years old and I swear to god I've hated every day
Thoughts race through my brain I wish I could avoid
Recently I've been distant, I don't know why
I guess I just think my issues go with time
But I know they don't
I know I should confront them but I know I won't
I'm sat here overanalyzing every lyric that I wrote
Thinking how the fuck am I gonna sell out shows
I don't know what to do with my life anymore
Used to have direction, I don't have it anymore
I said no to therapy, not sure if I regret
Don't know if I've time to know myself yet
How the fuck am I gonna open up to a stranger
I don't open up to my friends, cause I'm in danger
Don't wanna scare them, so I play it off fine
And then I let everything out in my own time
I don't know what to do for the rest of my life
I always waste the days and I'm up through the nights
My eyes fucking burn from staring at screens
I'm beginning to feel like I'm just a machine
That's been thrown out of sync, now I don't function
I fucking hate myself, until I'm high or I'm drunken
Life is like a ship, some float but I'm sunken
Am I on a path of glory or a path of destruction
I'm stressing all the time, stressing every way
I'll stress no matter what, no matter what you say
It's got to the point where I'm even going grey
16 years old and I swear to god I've hated every day
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Writer(s): Jude Reynolds
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