Credits
Lyrics
I'm just a kid, but life's not a nightmare
It's a cold dream
It speaks to me with such uncertainty
I want it now, I'll suck it down
It's dirty kick, it hits me hard
So hard
And in my bouts of flushing
Mouthing off to people in my yard
Ungrateful tryhards
Swimmer, drowner
Not the former
Holding back, but still not sure what about
Getting thicker in the corners
Glancing back and forth to back myself out
Back to squaring
Square one's bolder
But not older, but not colder to you
Getting sicker, self-informer
Pacing back and forth to back yourself out
