I've been trying not to yell but it's so hard
And my manners are making me numb
Guess I'm thinking a little bit too much
And I shoulda just taken the plunge
Yeah I'm playing but you're giving me shit cards
I thought games were supposed to be fun
Guess I'm thinking a little bit too much
I'm not greedy I just want one
If I stay I'll be so stuck
Stepping into the path I chose
Makes me wonder, am I in control or not
But if I don't reach I'll be so mad
I'm just a routine insomniac
Sedate me, I could use it
(I'm witcha ya right here in it, here in it)
Gotta suffer the ache in fighting for a brеath
Old enough to know
There's pain in еxecution
(I'm witcha ya right here, right here in it)
(Suffering the ache)
Gotta suffer the ache that I'm, relying on, to tell me where to go
Ayo, I'm calling out the struggle
So tired now my knees about to buckle
I've been hanging on the ropes with white knuckles
Holding on to every dream
Heavy weight of everything
Stressing bout the very thing
That makes me who I am
You could say I'm mad
But at least I'm still in action
Got me reeling bad
But this music is my passion
Even if I fall to the ground…
Oh you won't catch me down for the count
No clowning around, no I'm serious
I'm peering in
Thinking like a lyricist
At the office
Checkin' the boxes
Everything, all
Criterion
Dealin' with a crazy amount
But you won't catch me down for the count
No clowning around, no I'm serious
Stepping into the path I chose
Makes me wonder, am I in control or not
But if I don't reach I'll be so mad
I'm just a routine insomniac
Chorus
I'm wit cha ya right here in it, here in it
Wake up, look in the mirror are you fearing it
You're gone but you're right there
Lately your blank stare's
Giving me nightmares, hey (X2)
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