Good job, Curtis I'm freaking out Need a new route I'm the shame of the family I'm full of doubts I'm full of fears Count up the tears I keep on aging and aging and Stacking up all of these years, huh I need to make a change Can't live life this way I need to make a change Yeah From tying my shoes To tying a noose Too many choices What should I choose? Life is a race I'm scared to lose I'm paralyzed I'm hitting snooze I need some yellow Warm up the hue Been here too long Just feeling the blues Everything scares me I hate the news The world is ending So, what is the use I need to make a change Can't live life this way I need to make a change Growing up I was ashamed of my skin Now I'm ashamed of my thoughts Heard beauty comes from within But my interior's rotten Feel like a broken machine Wishing that I was made proper I'm too blinded by these dreams