Composure
Composure is lacking
My anxieties and thoughts stay attacking
Don't know why but it's starting to build
Could really use me some backing
Gains and gains, there's some traction
Staying proactive or could see some action
Should stop talking about things like that
It's probably bad acting
Oh wait
Do you know why I'm here all night?
Stayin up under these lights
All of these voices are starting to blend
And some of them turning to fights
You a ghost, you paler than white
Those words, they burned
But I wanted it, right?
That's a joke, no reason to lie
But that's okay, what was that life?
What was that life?
All of that time, counting it up yet again
Seems like all of that time
I can't see it all, just the end
Built it all up, wasting that time
Fucked over my friends
No time left to spend
But I'm gone now
Yeah, what's real
Cuz I don't know how you feel
That's my fault
What should I say?
Composure is lacking
My anxieties and thoughts stay attacking
Don't know why but it's starting to build
Could really use me some backing
Gains and gains, there's some traction
Staying proactive or could see some action
Should stop talking about things like that
It's probably bad acting
Oh wait
Do you know why I'm here all night?
Stayin' up under these lights
All of these voices are starting to blend
And some of them turning to fights
You a ghost, you paler than white
Those words, they burned
But I wanted it, right?
That's a joke, no reason to lie
But that's okay, what was that life?
My anxieties and thoughts stay attacking
Don't know why but it's starting to build
Could really use me some backing
Gains and gains, there's some traction
Staying proactive or could see some action
Should stop talking about things like that
It's probably bad acting
Oh wait
Do you know why I'm here all night?
Stayin up under these lights
All of these voices are starting to blend
And some of them turning to fights
You a ghost, you paler than white
Those words, they burned
But I wanted it, right?
That's a joke, no reason to lie
But that's okay, what was that life?
What was that life?
All of that time, counting it up yet again
Seems like all of that time
I can't see it all, just the end
Built it all up, wasting that time
Fucked over my friends
No time left to spend
But I'm gone now
Yeah, what's real
Cuz I don't know how you feel
That's my fault
What should I say?
Composure is lacking
My anxieties and thoughts stay attacking
Don't know why but it's starting to build
Could really use me some backing
Gains and gains, there's some traction
Staying proactive or could see some action
Should stop talking about things like that
It's probably bad acting
Oh wait
Do you know why I'm here all night?
Stayin' up under these lights
All of these voices are starting to blend
And some of them turning to fights
You a ghost, you paler than white
Those words, they burned
But I wanted it, right?
That's a joke, no reason to lie
But that's okay, what was that life?
Credits
Writer(s): Danny Fair
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