I hate anticipating moving on
Cause I know I will always end up on my own
Slow days sleep inside my bed till half past noon
I broke my promise to myself i'd make this home
Imbalance in my brain
Why would I wake
I'm so ashamed to be me
I'm watching my reflection
Who's the man who lost himself
A clouded frame
It's a photograph my father took when he was just my age
With his life together time will tell if I can do the same
I hate that I wanna be someone
I've found that social media can make you numb
Self-worth derived from likes and people you don't know
I'm gonna write another postcard to my mom
Imbalance in my brain
Why would I wake
I'm so ashamed to be me
I'm watching my reflection
Who's the man who lost himself
A clouded frame
It's a photograph my father took when he was just my age
With his life together time will tell if I can do the same
It's a photograph my father took when he was just my age
With his life together time will tell if I can do the same
I know
I know I will
I know I
I know I will
I know I
I know I will
I know I
I know I will
I know I