Done.

I'm under pressure now
To have it figured out
Where do I wanna go and how
The social influence
It seems like common sense
But what the hell do I know 'bout the here and now

I can't stop scrolling me
Another hit of dopamine
I think they're trynna keep me happy
What the hell's going on
Haven't seen the sun in so long
Have to take a hit before I crash and burn

I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't want this
Give it a rest, I'm getting sore
Please open up the doors to my freedom
Please let me out to settle the score
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't want this
No not another painful encore
I'm done with being lonely here on the floor

I get down on myself
I'm not as good as someone else
Admiration becoming jealousy
Why am I so compelled
To discount things that I do well
I just hope that I can stop my eyes from turning green

I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't want this
Give it a rest, I'm getting sore
Please open up the doors to my freedom
Please let me out to settle the score
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't want this
No not another painful encore
I'm done with being lonely here on the floor

I don't measure up
I am not enough
These thoughts inside my head they don't let up
I'm only 21
Look at what I've done

As the months roll by
I realize time flies
That I'm getting closer every time
Might not be there today
But I'm doing things my way

I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't want this
Give it a rest, I'm getting sore
Please open up the doors to my freedom
Please let me out to settle the score
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't want this
No not another painful encore
I'm done with being lonely here on the floor



Credits
Writer(s): Xander De Beer
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