Slave for Perfection

Yeah, I'm shackled to these chains
Getting marks from the whip
I'm weak from all this strain

I'm a slave for perfection
I'm a slave to the stress
I'm a slave for expectations that are heavy on my chest
I'm a slave to the people
I'm a slave for the check
I'm a slave to my addictions that I happily collect

Yeah, I'm a slave to perfection, never satisfied 'cause I fear the rejection
Tryna put aside the doubt in my mind, 'cause my thoughts gonna lead to obsession
Oh no, what do you know?
Having these thoughts that I've been through before
Oh no, please let me go
I'm sick of my mind always being at war
Look, tryna make my lane, tryna push my pain (my lane, my pain)
Tryna break this chain
Tryna stand in the flames, in the middle of the blaze
When I'm raising the stakes, while you watch with a gaze
Yeah, got my eye on a goal
Fly in the sky with a passionate soul (fly, fly fly)
Don't wanna lie, my standards are high
I wanna deny that my self-esteem low
So, do you know where to go when you wanna learn to control your fears? (control your fears)
Or do you know where to go when you want your thoughts to disappear? (disappear)
I wanna try to survive in this life without having to lose my mind (survive, lose my)
Why do I have to go round and round in circles every time I try?
Huh

I'm sick of always having to impress
Sick of always having all this stress
Sick of my mind, sick of my head, sick of everything

I'm a slave for perfection
I'm a slave to the stress
I'm a slave for expectations that are heavy on my chest
I'm a slave to the people
I'm a slave for the check
I'm a slave to my addictions that I happily collect

So, became an introvert 'cause of stress ('cause of the stress)
Burning money got my pocket burnt like cigarettes (cigarettes)
Nicotine in my breath
Smoking like I'm Seth
Always taking meds 'cause my head is a mess
Gotta keep a straight face, when I'm in this rat race (race, race, race)
I don't wanna lose when I chase success
Hmm, let me think about this
I live for the cheese that I get for my tricks
Some people live off the bricks getting laid in districts
While some people live for the clique
You click on like, I feel a bite of blissful dopamine
I feel so fine, it's so divine, addict for the machines
It's fine, go ahead
Go and put your life on "read"
Don't gotta read, all right?
Got the feed at night
Finna be a fiend instead
Like a sheep in a flock, we sleep like a rock
Counting all the fluff, while they reap all the stock
We're all part of the game, no one else to be blamed
It's a real damn shame what they do to our brain
Huh

We're all slaves, slaves to the world
What a shame, we're going to burn