Too Late Video (MV)

It was that moment then that I f*cked up
Coulda had help coulda got better
At the time I said f*ck it though it's whatever
It wasn't
It actually got worse
Moved to Michigan and if I had some rationality I woulda made it work
I shoulda worked
I wanted to but my anxiety was getting worse
Now I wanted to call my mom and tell her I gotta job
But every time we talked I just explained to her my inner hurt
How my inner shirt was soaked in sweat at the thought making it
Even though all I ever wanted was making it
It's funny how you want something so bad until it's time for taking it
My thoughts are made of sand and I been pacing
If you could see my footsteps and places that I have been
You would see that I just step in the same place a bunch