Slow Down

[Intro]

Yeah

I guess this road is taking me a lot further than I ever thought it would

But there's multiples paths to get you to the finish

And they don't always take you places you wanna go

Choose wisely

[Verse]

I'm not trying to win a challenge, I'm trying to find some balance

Going down this rabbit hole in hopes to find my Alice

But I found that action futile, I need to practice moving on

'Cause I got calluses from holdin' on this shit too long

I'm writing songs in hopes to find myself in all these words

Maybe make a little money in the process, sure

But first tell me what the fuck is happiness

'Cause I've been looking back and tryin' to see when I was happiest

I got the thing I wanted now I'm dying tryna manage it

Think that I was happier before I even had this shit, okay

Tell me what the fuck to do now, I spent a decade building this house to wanna move out

You lose now? Then everybody talking shit was right

But what does it matter in the grand scheme of life, right?

Like what a dream, I didn't picture this

These videos just make it all look like it's cash and bitches

I miss the days when I could find a real escape in music

Now I just get anxious every time I listen to it

And yeah, your Twitter feed is garbage, I'm feeding it to myself

Comparing myself to others is killing my mental health, uh

My girl is telling me that I should hit a meeting, yeah

But I don't wanna hit another fucking meeting, damn

I feel bad all the time being stuck in my head

And  then expecting her to come and talk me off the fucking ledge

That ain't a friend, that's a co-dependent

I hold this shit in, know the truth but I just won't admit it

And yeah, I told you I would stop and take a break, but didn't

I know it's hard for me to chill when I don't know the ending

And the truth is when I think about the end that shit is scary too

But if there's one thing that I know, I wanna be with you

The only constant in a world that's always changing

And these fans can be fickle, the music, I might not make it

I'm just being real, I'm not gon' gas my shit up

Like it's the greatest shit ever, nah

If you like it you like it, fuck

I'm not gon' put that pressure on me to impress who

A bunch of strangers on the net who never met you

But know the shit talk, it's likes and another ten views

Rip apart your dream 'cause they dying to be accepted too

Nah, I'm done being a punching bag

For punching bags: go and punch, I ain't punching back

The running man, running in place and running outta breath

That energy is probably better used on something else

But I don't ask for help and even when you asked to help me

I don't answer back, leaving text unread, yeah

I'm sorry I've been busy, so busy, yeah

So vital, so fucking important, right?

Nah, so insecure and so out of place

Using all of this work as a escape but know I

Could be a better friend, could be a better son

Could be a better man, could learn to open up

Could try to love myself, then I won't need approval

But will I still make music? I'll try to be more useful

I keep on trading on my values but

Been afraid to take a good look at me lately

I guess it took this to finally see that no amount of plays, views, followers, or likes can save me

No, I might never be the same again

But I feel better after writing this, I'm saved again

The cause of my stress, the cure for my woes

I guess you never really know where this detour goes

Check it

[Chorus]

Smash your brakes, going way past the speed limit

Life moving too fast, need to slow down

Smash your brakes, going way past the speed limit

Life moving too fast, need to slow down

Slow down, slow down