Imposter Syndrome
Tommy's in the bathroom lookin' at me
And I get a little dizzy when I'm up on my feet
Now the room is gettin' busy, it's a hundred degrees
And you're sick, sick, sick, gimme your disease
Everybody in the room here's older than me
It seems they got a memo that I didn't read
They stripped me out my clothes, put me on display
Then they're laughin' at the parts I was hidin'
But I feel it kickin' in
Feel my heartbeat sinking through my skin
I got a new fix that I'II never quit
I wanna be liked, but l'Il never admit (I'll never admit)
Diagnosеd late
Told me I'm fake
Pray onе day that she'll fade away
Seems that my imposter is dying to stay
Lose some, win some
Fucked up syndrome
Clinical cycle, I just can't break
Seems that my imposter is dying to stay (Dying to stay)
Staring at the glass hanging over the sink
Can't remember where I am, not a moment to think
And I don't know who you are or who I'm tryin' to be
All this pre-pre-pressure got me down
And now I feel it kicking in
Feel my heartbeat sinking through my skin
I got a new fix that I'll never quit
I wanna be liked, but l'Il never admit (I will never admit)
Diagnosed late
Told me I'm fake
Pray one day that she'll fade away
Seems that my imposter is dying to stay
Lose some, win some
Fucked up, syndrome
Clinical cycle, I just can't break
Seems that my imposter is dying to stay
It seems that my imposter is dying to stay
Seems that my imposter is dying to stay
And I get a little dizzy when I'm up on my feet
Now the room is gettin' busy, it's a hundred degrees
And you're sick, sick, sick, gimme your disease
Everybody in the room here's older than me
It seems they got a memo that I didn't read
They stripped me out my clothes, put me on display
Then they're laughin' at the parts I was hidin'
But I feel it kickin' in
Feel my heartbeat sinking through my skin
I got a new fix that I'II never quit
I wanna be liked, but l'Il never admit (I'll never admit)
Diagnosеd late
Told me I'm fake
Pray onе day that she'll fade away
Seems that my imposter is dying to stay
Lose some, win some
Fucked up syndrome
Clinical cycle, I just can't break
Seems that my imposter is dying to stay (Dying to stay)
Staring at the glass hanging over the sink
Can't remember where I am, not a moment to think
And I don't know who you are or who I'm tryin' to be
All this pre-pre-pressure got me down
And now I feel it kicking in
Feel my heartbeat sinking through my skin
I got a new fix that I'll never quit
I wanna be liked, but l'Il never admit (I will never admit)
Diagnosed late
Told me I'm fake
Pray one day that she'll fade away
Seems that my imposter is dying to stay
Lose some, win some
Fucked up, syndrome
Clinical cycle, I just can't break
Seems that my imposter is dying to stay
It seems that my imposter is dying to stay
Seems that my imposter is dying to stay
Credits
Writer(s): Ashley Frangipane, Sammy Witte, Abby Roberts
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