I don't wanna cook my meals
I don't wanna think or feel
I don't wanna take the wheel
I don't wanna get too real
No hand that I'm holding
No truths I'm unfolding
I cant motivate myself
I should probably get some help
I'm a puppet but my master's left me with the strings
I don't wanna waste my time
But I'm too tired for the climb
Kinda feel like breaking down
But I can't get my tears all out
It's so exciting
Usually around this time
I'd be hating on mind
Like "This is just another hill
Time to rise against your will"
No choice but to do it
Please, God, get me through it
Someone told me destiny
Will give me war if I want peace
Life is pushing me to learn but I'm simply not ready
Am I meant to break my shell
Just to reach the darkest hell?
Should I make the sacrifice
For a chance to enter paradise?
I'm on the way down right now
I'm on the way down right now
But one day Imma make it out
One day Imma make it out
I'm on the way down right now
I'm on the way down right now