Verse

Cloudy eyes, I feel like I've been drifting for a minute

I been looking up, I'm trying to distract myself from women

I distract myself from living, distract myself from thinking

Had to learn what else in life I can go do when I'm not winning

Inner peace, I'm searching like I'm Aang controling states

And I'm always learning, figuring out how to motivate

For the food, I'm yearning, even before I finished my plate

I'm gaining weight, I'm running late, should I fight or accept my fate?

What is my fate? I'm stuck in hate, I'm stuck in sixth gear heading to a cliff, I'm Stan in '98

What will I say? How will I pay the day I'm standing at the gate?

But not today, I can't relate, to people doing what they say

I'm not okay, but better than ever

Welcome to my show, I'm nothing like you've seen before

Got used to standing in the cold, I don't even know what is warm

My hands are resting on a stove, I wanna go and fly away

Spread my wings like I'm a jay and I ain't talking about Hov

I'm talking bout the way I lay and I pray I don't fall

I don't believe in god but don't know if I seen it all

You may say I'm phony but there ain't no one to call

I don't understand my feelings so I hide it from you all

In november did a marathon, that shit did put my head back on

You'd think with all the running, I would know what I was heading for

Refuse to let myself enjoy the moment, that's an extra low

I keep on going back to feeling shitty like a metronome

Is this how it's supposed to be? Indifferent is the older me

My therapy is poetry, I know I got her holding me

But I can't hold myself up when it's time to fight the fight

Just accept the shit I'm dealing with and hope that it goes right

Chorus

People saying I'm a nice guy

Only because now my rhymes are flashing

But I'm struggling to see the bright side

I think I'm wearing Permanent Sunglasses

People saying I'm a nice guy

Only because now my rhymes are flashing

But I'm struggling to see the bright side

I think I'm wearing Permanent Sunglasses