I might get a streak

Write something deep for a Week

And then I get lonesome and Everything speaks to me Differently

Everything's boring and bleak

I don't know what do I seek

I'm getting unhappy with speed

I'm trying to follow my dream

but maybe that's not what I Need

God, I'm just begging you, Please, that you wouldn't leave Me

I'm getting desperate

Look at my life, I made a mess of It

I willfully ruined it all

At this point I just deserve to Fall

It's not about something I Never did

It's about something I wish that I never did

I pray that I see the end of it

What if I woke up too late?

Does anyone hear when I pray?

Am I just talking to space?

I pray that you work out your Plan

Even if that means I don't have A mic in my hand

I'll find a way I can live with it

Sometimes I feel like I'm less of A man to be who I am

It takes everything that's inside Of me not to break down with Anxiety

I just want you to be proud of Me

Don't want you seeing that side Of me

(woah oh oh)

Getting depressed from the Regrets I repress

I take a deep breath

I need that to relieve stress

I need to relax

I feel like a reject

Suicide thoughts are making More sense lately

If you want to blame Somebody, then blame me

Sick of demons in my head Lately

I hate me. Sick of waiting for Somebody to come save me.

We don't pick the lessons that We learn (ay)

We just gotta work for what We want to earn

I don't really want to be wrong

I don't really want to be the Only one right

Maybe I've been deafened by My reiterated cries

(the lessons that we learn, ay)

(we just gotta work for what We want to earn)

(I don't really want to be wrong)

(I don't really want to be Wrong)

(woah oh oh oh)

(the lessons that we learn, ay)

(we just gotta work for what We want to earn)

(I don't really want to be Wrong)

(I don't really want to be Wrong)

(woah oh oh oh)

I wish I could say that I wrote This song easily

I get distracted so easily

It's always been that way, it Doesn't need to be

(it doesn't need to be)

I've been trying to work with My mind, but what does my Heart say?

I think I'm depressed because I Had a hard day

Aren't they trying to get me to Question my life like

My existence is inconsistent

No persistence, so resistant

Kinda twisted, kinda distant

I feel like when the horn blows, I would miss it

I don't really want to talk right Now

Please give me my space and Pardon my frown

I'm sorry if I'm pulling you Down

You know I'm just trying to Work things out without

Hurting you in the process

I know I can be difficult to Process

I've been making progress, and Working on filtering the Nonsense

Hoping I can help someone else Too

There's a lot that we're fighting To get through

And I've been where you've Been too

And all I can say is "I feel you"

In the end God is the one who Can heal you

We don't pick the lessons that We learn (ay)

We just gotta work for what We want to earn

I don't really want to be wrong

I don't really want to be the Only one right

Maybe I've been deafened by My reiterated cries

(the lessons that we learn, ay)

(we just gotta work for what we want to earn)

(I don't really want to be wrong)

(I don't really want to be wrong)

(woah oh oh oh)