Kinda Scary
Whoa, can't find my purpose
Whoa, need reassurance
Whoa, is this all worth it?
I think I'm losing control
I'm feeling nervous
Whoa, I'm so uncertain
Whoa, just close the curtains
I think I'm ready to
But maybe I should stay and start a riot
I don't wanna go out being silent
Life is fucking dirty
It'll murder you and throw you in a ditch
It's time to swing back at that bitch, like
I can't look myself in the mirror
So distorted, I've never seen clearer
I've been through hell
And lost myself along the way
I can't look myself in the mirror
Whoa, my body's trembling
Whoa, my temp is getting cold
Like any second, I could collapse on the floor
My time is running short
My mind is being torn
Angel or demon?
Don't know who I am, no
But maybe I should get up and defy it
You can't be a rebel being quiet
Life is fucking dirty
It'll murder you and throw in a grave
Stick you in the neck with that blade, like
I can't look myself in the mirror
So distorted, I've never seen clearer
I've been through hell
And lost myself along the way
I can't look myself in the mirror
It's kinda scary
It's kinda scary
I can't look myself in the mirror
So distorted, I've never seen clearer
I've been through hell
And lost myself along the way
I can't look myself in the mirror
It's kinda scary
Whoa, need reassurance
Whoa, is this all worth it?
I think I'm losing control
I'm feeling nervous
Whoa, I'm so uncertain
Whoa, just close the curtains
I think I'm ready to
But maybe I should stay and start a riot
I don't wanna go out being silent
Life is fucking dirty
It'll murder you and throw you in a ditch
It's time to swing back at that bitch, like
I can't look myself in the mirror
So distorted, I've never seen clearer
I've been through hell
And lost myself along the way
I can't look myself in the mirror
Whoa, my body's trembling
Whoa, my temp is getting cold
Like any second, I could collapse on the floor
My time is running short
My mind is being torn
Angel or demon?
Don't know who I am, no
But maybe I should get up and defy it
You can't be a rebel being quiet
Life is fucking dirty
It'll murder you and throw in a grave
Stick you in the neck with that blade, like
I can't look myself in the mirror
So distorted, I've never seen clearer
I've been through hell
And lost myself along the way
I can't look myself in the mirror
It's kinda scary
It's kinda scary
I can't look myself in the mirror
So distorted, I've never seen clearer
I've been through hell
And lost myself along the way
I can't look myself in the mirror
It's kinda scary
Credits
Writer(s): John Gomez, Morgan Parriott
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