Sour

[Verse 1]

I don't seem to matter in many different ways

People have an issue, I wish they'd say

It's not like they're mean but they don't seem that keen

To have me around, say my name out loud, or be seen

[Verse 2]

Fighting the urge to say some words

That aren't very nice and contain much hurt

Assumption and proof are two different things

My mind has insecurities that hurt and sting, they sting

[Chorus]

People get unhappy when they meet

Something they're used to, I feel the unease

You're tearing me down, over tedious frowns

And I feel the sour of your foul anger, over me

[Verse 3]

I love so hard with all my bones

And I stay loyal until I am thrown

That’s my mistake, I guess you could say

But apathy, it just isn’t me yeah, I believe

[Chorus]

People get unhappy when they meet

Something they're used to, I feel the unease

You're tearing me down, over tedious frowns

And I feel the sour of your foul anger, over me

[Instrumental Break]

[Outro]

I'm something you're not used to, I feel your unease

You're tearing me down, tearing me down, tearing me down

And I feel the sour of your foul anger, over me