Chega Dessa Vida

Breaking at the seams when I'm still living in my head
Need to sew myself back up but I got needles with no thread
I been trying to put myself out there but they don't understand
I've been sinking further down like everyday into the sand

My life: track race, falling back to last place
I drift away, outer space, left behind without a trace
My days and grass are never green, I'm still a basket case
I got plans that fly beyond the fence but I'm stuck on the plate
All my thoughts will spill out when I fuckin' open up my brain
Never feel at peace I'm slipping, I don't think I can maintain
All these people show me love so why do I still feel this way?
Moving on a fuckin' mission no one else can do the same

Black hearts on my jeans, I keep a big one in my chest
I just wanna tell my family at the end I did my best
I just wanna be the one, burning hot under the sun
We'll see who comes out at the end when all this shit is fuckin' done