I haven't been on a plane this year but
I've travelled so many places in my head
I haven't seen many friends this year
So I've had to get along
And hang out with me instead
I saw all the parts I didn't like, so insecure
So quick to fight
I didn't know I was so codependent
I didn't know I had so much resentment
To the changes and the traumas
I was keeping in a closet
Way too much shit that I don't wanna go through
But I got nothing to do
I don't know where
Where I'm going
But I think I'm growing
Yeah, I think I'm growing
And it fucking hurts
In the moment
But I think I'm growing
Yeah, I think I'm growing (I think I'm growing)
(Woah, woah, woah)
I think I'm growing
Yeah, I think I'm growing (I think I'm growing baby)
(Woah, woah, woah)
I think I'm growing (I think I'm growing)
Yeah, I think I'm growing
