Ryan

"Hi, Ian, it's mom
Um, when you can just gimme-
Gimme a call back when you have a chance, okay?
Thank you for your text
And, um, you have all my love and support
And I'll help you any way I can, okay?"

Here's a couple true facts I've discovered in life
One, everything we do is highly incentivized
By paternal conditions we could never predict

Yeah, some things could be different, but still it is what it is
And two, everyone is struggling to carry their burden
This I know to be certain don't even question this sermon
'Cause three, insecurity is a common disease
But it keeps us moving forward toward a common decree

What do I have to say that I've avoided 'til today?
What have I buried deep in my conscious?
Forgive me 'cause

I've been trying, I'm sorry I'm not like Ryan
I wish I was like him, but it's just not who I am
Who I am, who I am
I'm sorry I'm not like Ryan
I've been trying, I'm sorry I'm not like Ryan

Four, the ego is always the fourth floor with a trap door
So, we can never be that sure
There's five people in my life who seem to get me
But six people that I know still resent me
My older brother Ryan is someone I keep trying to show
That I can be a someone, you know?
And my parents understand that I'm growing as a man
Still I constantly wonder just what they think of who I am

What do I have to say that I've avoided 'til today?
What have I buried deep in my conscious?
Forgive me 'cause

I've been trying, I'm sorry I'm not like Ryan
I wish I was like him, but it's just not who I am
Who I am, who I am
I'm sorry I'm not like Ryan
I've been trying, I'm sorry I'm not like Ryan

I've been trying, I'm sorry I'm not like Ryan
I wish I was like him, but it's not who I am



Credits
Writer(s): John Feldmann, Ian Johnson
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