[ Featuring Lulu Grey ]
Sometimes things aren't as they seem
I try to keep my workspace clean
But understand the life that I've lead
Timing has always been key
To making things fit as they seem
Instead of working, Sitting in my bed
Is it because of my lack of motivation?
Or due to my current situation?
Or maybe it's just all in my head
These notes require manipulation
And the way things move here's complicated
Over complication's my dread!
Why do we take for granted
That the ones that we are leaning on the most are just the ones that we are closest to?
And even if it's not that bad
It should put into perspective when you're stressed and hurt
You're probably just overworked
Days and nights, passing away
My childhood's not here to stay
I don't know if I'm getting anywhere
Sinful thoughts are kept at bay
But sometimes it can't be that way
Primarily 'cuz I know that it's not fair
Could I be losing my mind over afflictions
Or trying to hide my mindless addictions
Well either way, I'm causing some stress
Should I just go back to being normal?
Or continue on and follow my morals?
That say that I should just do my best!
Why do we take for granted
That the ones that we are leaning on the most are just the ones that we are closest to?
And even if it's not that bad
It should put into perspective when you're stressed and hurt
You're probably just overworked
