Rat Race

This ain’t no fucking sing along, so don’t you get the lyrics wrong.

There’s a room full of people, and they’re looking at me but

I don’t feel like,

I’m my best now,

Chasing something,

My own self doubt.

Never gonna be the one you always need when you’ve been feeling down you’ve been feeling so low.

I’m only gonna make your poor heart break when I’ve been out tryna make it on my own

I’m looking at myself, what you want to say to me,

Walking through the city streets I see all that is made for me,

If I play the game you better known I only play for keeps,

I’m talking down on these haters you know their talk is cheap,

Spending pretty pennies, pretty pennies that you couldn’t keep,

I grew up in these steeets messing round with all my baby teeth,

And while the city sleeps I’m chasing all I’m meant to be,

Running through the motion only ever trying to find my peace

Forgive me if I talk too much,

But i’m only trying to give a fuck,

& we’re so sick a tired,

Of living like this and

I don’t feel like,

I’m my best now,

Chasing something,

My own self doubt.