Most Days

[Chorus] If I heal, will I be boring to ya? If my dark fades, will I be mourning to ya? I wake up sad most days, I think about the past most days I try to carve a path both ways, one foot in this and that, so gray [Post-Chorus] I try, I try I try, I try I try (I need somethin' real) I'm trying (I try) I'm trying (I try) Not trying to be who I was (Need somethin' I could feel) [Verse] Born thinker, but primally influenced Know by all as know-it-all, but try to be a student Searchin' for community, usually findin' lunacy In those with straight faces, so I'm tryna find the humor, B Famous enough that boundaries are an issue But not famous enough to say "Get from 'round me, yo, who is you?" Proud of me, who is you? Heard you was lookin' for me, but that bounty ain't official What entitles you to call on me? Entitles you to all of me? You barely learned the melody, you tryna lay a harmony Regardless of the harm on me You ain't tryna honor me And if I say no, you gon' your-honor me I think I see a path to trustin' me more, a lovely detour And I won't see you on the same trips to the store In this little village that I deplore I'm tryna choose happy, I hope you can be happy for me If I gotta smile alone with no one clappin' for me Fuck it [Chorus] If I heal, will I be boring to ya? If my dark fades, will I be mourning to ya? I wake up sad most days, I think about the past most days I try to carve a path both ways, one foot in this and that, so gray [Post-Chorus] I try, I try I try, I try I try (I need somethin' real) I'm trying (I try) I'm trying (I try) Not trying to be who I was (Need somethin' I could feel)