The Hipocrats - Trying Choices Lyrics

Who's to tell me how I'm feeling
Who's to tell me what to think
If I'm making you uncomfortable
It's not my job to leave this place
Well you should probably find another
Sorry soul to fill these shoes
Because I'm not wasting one more second of my life
Taking orders from the sorry likes of you
I can feel the free wind blowing
All around the canvases of trees
And a child-like spirit growing
Inside of me
There's a validation knowing
Trying choices are only a test
Life's got a funny way of showing us
The hardest path can work out for the best
Sometimes when I wake up I don't want to get out of my bed
Dehydrated motivation keeps me trapped inside the confines of my head
And every day that passes I cast exponential blame upon myself
And my temperature is rising as I contemplate my state of mental health
But still I find a way
To get up on my feet and start my day
I can feel the free wind blowing
All around the canvases of trees
And a child-like spirit growing
Inside of me
There's a validation knowing
Trying choices are only a test
Life's got a funny way of showing us
The hardest path can work out for the best
Can work out for the best
The hardest path can work out for the best
The hardest path can workout for the best
The hardest path can workout for the best