The Facts

I am reminded of things in my past
I'm convinced my delusions are facts
Oh the future might bring incredible things
But I'll kick and I'll scream until I intervene with it

I'm not immune to specific attacks
I'm too far gone and I'm not coming back
Oh I shouldn't share things it's starting to scare me
I'll rationalize until you can provide the facts

I stay up too late
I wake up too early and I'm always late
And I am unworthy

Any time I try to rhyme it sounds forced
Hate what you create until you find the source
Oh all I'm fighting for
Are goosebumps and heart jumps a little bit more

I'm not subscribed to the current events
I'm just trying to cover my rent
Oh the world is a mess, I'm a ball of stress
And I don't wanna know
I think that it's for the best

I want perfection but I'm not exact
I'm just not sure I can take all the flack
Oh I'm careful to wait, remember the date
I'm a little ashamed
But i promise I'll keep coming back

I stay up too late
I wake up too early and I'm always late
Oh I'm in a hurry

Any time I try to rhyme it sounds forced
Hate what you create until you find the source
Oh all I'm fighting for
Are goosebumps and heart jumps a little bit more

More than a moment more than a gift
More than those seconds I'd like to relive
I want a comfort that I cannot find
I'll stop asking questions when I get a sign
Any indication and I'll get back to the grind

Any time I try to rhyme it sounds forced
Hate what you create until you find the source
Oh all I'm fighting for
Are goosebumps and heart jumps a little bit more

Any time I try to rhyme it sounds forced
Hate what you create until you find the source
Oh all I'm fighting for
Are goosebumps and heart jumps a little bit more