Mistakes

Yeah
(Eh)
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na

I make mistakes but I do what I wanna do

Yeah I'm too stressed to go to work
I'm too depressed to stay at home
I can't afford to lose my job
Mental health?
All time low

I'm supposed to make the checks but nobody check on me
I supposed to bring the dough but I'm not a bakery
So instead I sit at home, get really high and try to sing
And I never check my phone I know no one texting me

Yeah why is every body always looking down on me?
Always talking bout my problems they don't see what's underneath
They don't even seem bother they just judge what they can see
I just wanna find some body I can love and never leave

(Yeah)

I make mistakes but I do what I wanna do
I'll be okay just let me soak in my solitude
I'm seeing faces in the shadows across the room
And fighting battles but I won't let it keep me blue

I make mistakes but I do what I wanna do
Live every day and it gets harder to make an excuse
I'll be okay just let me soak in my solitude
I run away instead of deal with my problems true

I wouldn't answer anyway if you were knocking at my door
Rather drink away my pain then feel the way I did before
Yeah I know I make mistakes it's okay that I explore
I been drinking whiskey straight until I pass out on the floor

And I never leave the house
Every day I'm drunk by twelve
In the kitchen, on the couch, eating dinners by myself
It's too late to ask for help I pushed everyone away
I don't care about my health I guess thats my toxic trait

And I got seasonal depression every season of the year
When I start to see progression I start feeling insecure
I try not to pay attention when these people disappear
Yeah I left the intervention because I forgot my beer

(Yeah)

I make mistakes but I do what I wanna do
I'll be okay just let me soak in my solitude
I'm seeing faces in the shadows across the room
And fighting battles but I won't let it keep me blue

And I'm supposed to make the checks but nobody check on me
I supposed to bring the dough but I'm not a bakery
So instead I sit at home, get really high and try to sing
And I never check my phone I know no one texting me

I wouldn't answer anyway if you were knocking at my door
Rather drink away my pain then feel the way I did before
Yeah I know I make mistakes it's okay that I explore
I'll keep drinking whiskey straight
Until I pass out on the floor again



Credits
Writer(s): Zac Mullaly
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