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)