Lost in my reflection
You could not prepare me for the loss of my directions
Situations, can get out of hands
But Darling I know the ways that we go
I got no love for standing still
You're always pushing me to climb the hill
Under grey skies, make the impossible
Tears ran dry, so long ago
Had to kill the noise
I had to make it home
The feeling's been heavy
I'm tryna bet on me
I've been wanting to get selfish
Hold me back, I'm restless
When is the vision clear?
Once you are out of my mind?
Tell the world I'm real for just a couple of spots
I'm trynna envision the feeling of letting go of my promise
Yes, I'm tired
Once I lose control then you take it over, playing low
You hate when I choose fair
You play around get in my hair
Suddenly I can't see clear, the fog around is our atmosphere
Under grey skies, make the impossible
Tears ran dry, so long ago
Had to kill the noise
I had to make it home
The feeling's been heavy
I'm tryna bet on me
I've been wanting to get selfish
Hold me back
Hold me back
... Hold me back
And it made me think about
How survival, or being in a mode of survival
Inhibits or stops or keeps us
From having the capacity to even dream
