Driving up to Boston in the middle of December
With nothing but a dollar and a dream
Tried to be the bad guy my position always wavered
They saw right through the smoke and screen
One day they'll know how much I surely bleed
One day I hope that they'll be proud of me
Cause sometimes I wish I wasn't born
Sometimes I wish to be ignored
But that's alright but thats okay
These feelings come and go
Yea that's alright yea that's okay
Nobody even knows
So I surrender to be a martyr
And test my faith when I'm feeling low
Lower the pressure, changing the weather
A sweet escape with nothing to show
I'm just tryna breathe so just let me go
Why can't you see I'm all that you need
I put my hand on the stove
Sure enough I still bleed
I'm still the kid that you know
Till I'm finally free
Cause sometimes I wish I wasn't born
Sometimes I wish to be ignored
But that's alright but thats okay
These feelings come and go
Yea that's alright yea that's okay
Nobody even knows
