My Design
The silence is unsettling
This void of noise is meddling
With my head and
I'm not quite dead
But I must be out of my mind
Cuz something's missing inside
I feel trapped here all alone
All I do is sit at home
On my phone
Scrolling through all the
Girls I'll never be
Comparing myself to them
Letting insecurities win
If I mask my voice
I present the choice
To let in the noise
In hopes it destroys this
Insecurity
That's
Suffocating me
So this is the last time
I'll read between the lines
Cuz
I know
I know
I know
My love is
So cold
So cold
So cold
Before I
Grow old
Grow old
Grow old
I gotta find
How to be fine
With my design
They say
They say
They say
That I am
So lame
So lame
So lame
But I know
Today
Will Be
The day
That I will find
How to be fine
With my design
I'm Not sleeping anymore now
Cuz my FOMO freaks me out
I'm about to
Make me sick
with the stress I'm shoving down
If I mask my voice
I present the choice
To let in the noises
In hopes it destroys this
Insecurity that's
Suffocating me
I know
I know
I know
My love is
So cold
So cold
So cold
Before I
Grow old
Grow old
Grow old
I gotta find
How to be fine
With my design
They say
They say
They say
That I am
So lame
So lame
So lame
But I know
Today
Will Be
The day
That I will find
How to be fine
With my design
This void of noise is meddling
With my head and
I'm not quite dead
But I must be out of my mind
Cuz something's missing inside
I feel trapped here all alone
All I do is sit at home
On my phone
Scrolling through all the
Girls I'll never be
Comparing myself to them
Letting insecurities win
If I mask my voice
I present the choice
To let in the noise
In hopes it destroys this
Insecurity
That's
Suffocating me
So this is the last time
I'll read between the lines
Cuz
I know
I know
I know
My love is
So cold
So cold
So cold
Before I
Grow old
Grow old
Grow old
I gotta find
How to be fine
With my design
They say
They say
They say
That I am
So lame
So lame
So lame
But I know
Today
Will Be
The day
That I will find
How to be fine
With my design
I'm Not sleeping anymore now
Cuz my FOMO freaks me out
I'm about to
Make me sick
with the stress I'm shoving down
If I mask my voice
I present the choice
To let in the noises
In hopes it destroys this
Insecurity that's
Suffocating me
I know
I know
I know
My love is
So cold
So cold
So cold
Before I
Grow old
Grow old
Grow old
I gotta find
How to be fine
With my design
They say
They say
They say
That I am
So lame
So lame
So lame
But I know
Today
Will Be
The day
That I will find
How to be fine
With my design
Credits
Writer(s): Jessica Haya
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