[Verse 1]
Existential crises coupled with a malleable psyche got me tryna find new balance in these Nikes as I walk through sidewalks the same ones that I thought would lead me to greatness, right now just seem vacant at this lonely hour
All I got’s illusions of phony power, only cowards live in fear but only fools go without it, know about it?
Tell me what you know about it, let me see your bloody knuckles so I really know you bout it
Sometimes I hide and my mind be so overcrowded
So I don’t get high cause I’m tryna be low about it
But my potential ain’t lettin me be
My perspective’s cripplin me, it should be settin me free
What if I never become what I could eventually be?
What if happiness and love just aren’t destined for me?
What if I’m wrong, dead wrong? Yo, it’s happened before
What happens when the passion isn’t passion no more?
[Chorus]
I don’t know, I don’t know
(This is everything that I’m afraid of)
I don’t know, I don’t know
(This is everything that I’m afraid of)
I don’t know, I don’t know
(This is everything that I’m afraid of)
I don’t know, I don’t know
(This is everything that I’m afraid of)
[Audio Clip from the film The Wackness]
Dr. Squires: “I don’t want you on medication Luke, you might as well have a Starbucks in your brain, you follow me? Don’t jump for a quick fix, this whole fuckin city wants a quick fix. Embrace your pain, make it a part of you. You don’t want to be like them. I don’t want you to be like them.” Luke: “So have you ever taken any of that stuff?” Dr. Squires: “Jesus, Luke, I’m on all of it. I don’t want you to be like me either. Sex is a drug too, you know? More powerful than any synthetic pharmaceutical.”
[Verse 2]
I always find the right girls at the wrong times and the wrong girls at the right ones
It’s like I need a fuckin love metronome just so one day I can get the timin right
But maybe I’m just better off, I don’t mean better off, I mean like better off, troubled and with pleasure lost, muzzled by like several thoughts that keep recurring
Like we’ll just keep hurtin, is this even worth it?
Are these feelings pure or do I just need purpose?
Is anything I do on purpose?
Why do I persist with searches for love when I ain’t sure if it even is the cure?
I just can't control the urge, its absurd, it’s unreasonable at best
I can hear my heart beatin in my chest even when its at rest
Don’t wanna compete wit my regrets
What if I don’t believe and I accept?
Fuck, I guess this is how it’s supposed to be
That’s why I always riff with those I let close to me
And although I’m a fraction of what I hope to be
I always judge so hard I can’t put down this gavel
I be on my high horse but I ain’t even saddled
All I know is I refuse to be cattle
Refuse to let my life be a raffle
I can't be bought, I just pray that I can be taught
[Chorus]
I don’t know, I don’t know
(This is everything that I’m afraid of)
I don’t know, I don’t know
(This is everything that I’m afraid of)
I don’t know, I don’t know
(This is everything that I’m afraid of)
I don’t know, I don’t know
(This is everything that I’m afraid of)
I don’t know, I don’t know
(This is everything that I’m afraid of)
I don’t know, I don’t know
(This is everything that I’m afraid of)
I don’t know, I don’t know
(This is everything that I’m afraid of)
I don’t know, I don’t know
(This is everything that I’m afraid of)
[Audio Clip from The Wackness]
Dr. Squires: “That was really fuckin cheesy what you said just now.”
Luke: “There’s enough assholes in the world, Dr. Squires. Don’t be another one.”
