Self-Obsessed
What a time to be alive
I'm guessing by the way you smile it feels a little bit like home
Nervous and anxious, horrified and scared and dancing
While the clock keeps taking seconds of our time
I blacked out again
I can't stand the man I've turned into
Do I even have to say
I think that I think differently
I'm self-obsessed and fragile is my pride
With such grace she seems to make it through the day
I wish my childhood would've made a happy square
Not her, not her I beg
These never-ending nights instead put scratches into juvenile despair
What a way to take away
Your dogs would always end up stray
It's probably the reason I turned dog
I blacked out again
I can't stand the man I've turned into
I blacked out again
Always faking sense 'bout things that I don't know
I keep bothering and keep smothering
But change is gonna come
I keep grabbing hands tryna understand
But never seem to
When I was a boy I told myself I was a man now I'm a man
It's never growing old
And hello strangers are you with me or against
Is this the only way to pass
Well, who am I to judge
I blacked out again
I can't stand the man I've turned into
I blacked out again
Always faking sense 'bout things that I don't know
I keep bothering and keep smothering
But change is gonna come
I keep grabbing hands tryna understand
But never seem to
What a time to be alive
My chin is up and I'm living like I mean it
Still feels a little strange
And maybe one day I will figure out just what it is I do
That pushes everybody away
I'm guessing by the way you smile it feels a little bit like home
Nervous and anxious, horrified and scared and dancing
While the clock keeps taking seconds of our time
I blacked out again
I can't stand the man I've turned into
Do I even have to say
I think that I think differently
I'm self-obsessed and fragile is my pride
With such grace she seems to make it through the day
I wish my childhood would've made a happy square
Not her, not her I beg
These never-ending nights instead put scratches into juvenile despair
What a way to take away
Your dogs would always end up stray
It's probably the reason I turned dog
I blacked out again
I can't stand the man I've turned into
I blacked out again
Always faking sense 'bout things that I don't know
I keep bothering and keep smothering
But change is gonna come
I keep grabbing hands tryna understand
But never seem to
When I was a boy I told myself I was a man now I'm a man
It's never growing old
And hello strangers are you with me or against
Is this the only way to pass
Well, who am I to judge
I blacked out again
I can't stand the man I've turned into
I blacked out again
Always faking sense 'bout things that I don't know
I keep bothering and keep smothering
But change is gonna come
I keep grabbing hands tryna understand
But never seem to
What a time to be alive
My chin is up and I'm living like I mean it
Still feels a little strange
And maybe one day I will figure out just what it is I do
That pushes everybody away
Credits
Writer(s): Merlijn Boon
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