Life has got me feelin' discombobulated

In place of common phrases, all I say are awkward statements

In every conversation, often sittin' cautious pacin'

Droppin' frames in talks with strangers, makin' observations

In that awful cadence

I've been rather quiet since a sophomore

Every time my voice comes out my mouth

It sounds like nails on a chalkboard

Savin' pieces shattered as my age increases faster

I can make my thesis matter if I'd learn to fuckin' talk more

But that's just an inkling, small talk is always shrinking

In this ship we'll all be sinkin' till we fill in all the gaps

I've made some dumb decisions and evaded inhibitions

Diggin' graves for my ambitions just to make it on the map

Which seems ironic at present, given my title

Periodically steppin' through this recital

I've practiced a thousand times messagin' with my idols

And definitely soundin' like a dumbass when I try though (Try though)

I treat this Soundcloud page like a diary

And push away all the people who inspire me (Sorry)

So afraid of the person I should try to be

And it seems by now they should kinda be (Sorry)