For A Reason
I feel so slow, I feel like I've hit the ceiling
You said, "I know, I feel like you've lost your feeling"
You'll stay, I'll go, try and pick up the pieces
No room to grow, falling deeper below this
I'm no good to myself, spend most of my days in my bed
Wish I could understand what's going on inside my head
Stumbling on, what does it meant to belong?
Why am I thinking like this? Why does it feel so wrong?
Appreciate the things in my life before they're gone
Being honest, never planned to be here this long
Nothing scares me more than living life as a drone
Sign some fancy new papers to pretend that I'm grown
Crowded spaces, empty faces, man it's all that I've known
Need some room to reset, need some time on my own
You said everything happens for a reason
If that's true, then why am I drowning in the deep end?
Nothing's planned in advance, everything is just chance
What's left for me to do then? I guess I'll just make it through the weekend
I wish I could believe in the things that give you meaning
With nothing above, and nothing below, maybe that's why I feel so low
Late nights, the same screens, the same dreams, erase me
Watching, waiting for something, anything
Nothing's planned in advance, everything is just chance
What's left for me to do then? I guess I'll just make it through the weekend
I wish I could believe in the things that give you meaning
With nothing above, and nothing below, maybe that's why I feel so low
You said, "I know, I feel like you've lost your feeling"
You'll stay, I'll go, try and pick up the pieces
No room to grow, falling deeper below this
I'm no good to myself, spend most of my days in my bed
Wish I could understand what's going on inside my head
Stumbling on, what does it meant to belong?
Why am I thinking like this? Why does it feel so wrong?
Appreciate the things in my life before they're gone
Being honest, never planned to be here this long
Nothing scares me more than living life as a drone
Sign some fancy new papers to pretend that I'm grown
Crowded spaces, empty faces, man it's all that I've known
Need some room to reset, need some time on my own
You said everything happens for a reason
If that's true, then why am I drowning in the deep end?
Nothing's planned in advance, everything is just chance
What's left for me to do then? I guess I'll just make it through the weekend
I wish I could believe in the things that give you meaning
With nothing above, and nothing below, maybe that's why I feel so low
Late nights, the same screens, the same dreams, erase me
Watching, waiting for something, anything
Nothing's planned in advance, everything is just chance
What's left for me to do then? I guess I'll just make it through the weekend
I wish I could believe in the things that give you meaning
With nothing above, and nothing below, maybe that's why I feel so low
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Writer(s): Richard Gatenby
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