Quarter-Life Crisis
Ain't got a penny to my name
No license
My girl chauffeur and a Chevrolet
Everyday another quarter life crisis
"Try to find joy"
Implies that it's hiding
But it is, aint it?
Too young to be this tired
Got tangled up living on the wire
Caught up to much love prior
Yeah, i'm trying (i'm trying)
I know i'm all mixed up but i'm trying (i'm trying)
I know the worlds fucked up but i'm trying (i'm trying)
Yeah I might slip up but i'm trying (i'm trying)
Life gets me down but i'm trying
Ain't got a choice but now i'm here
Keep pushing, life's like a souvenir
Every day getting closer to my fears
Drown it out with a song or a tear
Learn to swim while i'm here
Yeah, take on all this baggage
Carry it like a bellhop
Somehow been bored and anxious all in the same spot
Can't sit down and rest
Hold these standards I stress
Preparing my thoughts like I'm prepping for press
No pictures, I'm ugly
And no one loves me
I feel like shit one minute
But tomorrow i'm in it
Nineteen on fire
And no one can tell me different
So why's it feel like something's still missing?
Too young to be this hurt
Why can't I just approve my worth
If time is money then why do I feel broke?
I'm just getting by uh
I know i'm all mixed up but i'm trying (i'm trying)
I know the worlds fucked up but i'm trying (i'm trying)
Yeah I might slip up but i'm trying (i'm trying)
Life gets me down but i'm trying
No license
My girl chauffeur and a Chevrolet
Everyday another quarter life crisis
"Try to find joy"
Implies that it's hiding
But it is, aint it?
Too young to be this tired
Got tangled up living on the wire
Caught up to much love prior
Yeah, i'm trying (i'm trying)
I know i'm all mixed up but i'm trying (i'm trying)
I know the worlds fucked up but i'm trying (i'm trying)
Yeah I might slip up but i'm trying (i'm trying)
Life gets me down but i'm trying
Ain't got a choice but now i'm here
Keep pushing, life's like a souvenir
Every day getting closer to my fears
Drown it out with a song or a tear
Learn to swim while i'm here
Yeah, take on all this baggage
Carry it like a bellhop
Somehow been bored and anxious all in the same spot
Can't sit down and rest
Hold these standards I stress
Preparing my thoughts like I'm prepping for press
No pictures, I'm ugly
And no one loves me
I feel like shit one minute
But tomorrow i'm in it
Nineteen on fire
And no one can tell me different
So why's it feel like something's still missing?
Too young to be this hurt
Why can't I just approve my worth
If time is money then why do I feel broke?
I'm just getting by uh
I know i'm all mixed up but i'm trying (i'm trying)
I know the worlds fucked up but i'm trying (i'm trying)
Yeah I might slip up but i'm trying (i'm trying)
Life gets me down but i'm trying
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