Entire Human

I can't stop going over every little thing inside my head
Isn't there anything else I could be doing instead?
Is it this hard for every body? This hard for every brain?
If we want to feel anything, I guess we have to put up with the pain
At least that's what we're told
But it's getting old

I wanna love and I wanna feel
I wanna stumble, and I want something real
But if I can't recover from simple mistakes
How could I ever heal after heartbreak?

I wanna try, and I wanna speak
I want some chaos, because I need a place to shriek
But I stare and I keep my mouth shut
Potential words barely ever make the cut

Oh, and I feel relentlessly unsteady, growing in a changing world
Seems my map was shredded before ever even being unfurled
I think I've lived in a bubble (I think I've lived in a bubble)
I think I've lived in a dream (I think I've lived in a dream)
Catch myself wondering if anything is anywhere close to what it seems?
I know the thoughts aren't bold
And they're getting old

I wanna love and I wanna feel
I wanna stumble, and I want something real
But if I can't recover from simple mistakes
How could I ever heal after heartbreak?

I wanna try, and I wanna speak
I want some chaos, because I need a place to shriek
But I stare and I keep my mouth shut
Potential words barely ever make the cut

Oh, am I just a portrait without shading
All my chances seem to be fading
I would like to feel like an entire human

And all these thoughts are always invading
So unoriginal and so degrading
I would like to feel like an entire human

I wanna love and I wanna feel
I wanna stumble, and I want something real
But if I can't recover from simple mistakes
How could I ever heal after heartbreak?

I wanna try, and I wanna speak
I want some chaos, because I need a place to shriek
But I stare and I keep my mouth shut
Potential words barely ever make the cut