When I'm sitting in the back seat
I be staring at the window
Looking for a signal
Wishing life was simple
Cuz no one understand me
I be living in my head
Feel like my spirit is dead
I'm just tryna get head
Anxiety has me
Feeling like i don't be long
So I sit and write these songs
There's nobody i can call
This all has me feeling
I can't even lie and pretend
I feel like I'm on the edge, I want my torment to end
I locked all issues out but they just keep barging in
I fell so many fucking times, I can't get up again
Devil keeps playing games, sick of letting him win
I wake up everyday battling the pain I'm against
I feel alone, this is how my whole life has been
They see me as a percentage, or a flex to they friends
It fucked up, fuck love, cuz I don't wanna hear about it
I don't even drink but get a bottle ima down it
Even in an empty room, I'm feeling like it's hella crowded
Cuz my demons steady creeping in and leaving me surrounded
I just wanna walk away
And I swear I got a lot to say
Maybe I should pray
God find me cuz I'm lost
These are always my thoughts (My thoughts)
When I'm sitting in the back seat
I be staring at the window
Looking for a signal
Wishing life was simple
Cuz no one understand me
I be living in my head
Feel like my spirit is dead
I'm just tryna get head
Anxiety has me
Feeling like I don't be long
So I sit and write these songs
There's nobody I can call
This all has me feeling so, yeah
Tired of feeling this way
Shit got me fucked up for real
Sometimes I like to go for a ride
And play the music loud just so I can quiet my mind
My thoughts trickle in, the voices keep feeding me lies
I push them aside, I run but they gon' always arrive
I need-a run run, needed someone but i never did
Find love cuz I feel like it don't exist
And that's my ex fault
And it's my fault to
Cuz I shoulda ran
But I took her back again
But it's okay I'll take blame for it
And I know that karmas real and she gon' pay for it
And She promised a better future and I stayed for it
Now my heart is cold, don't want love, cuz there's no place for it
So i'm boutta move on, I'd would rather be alone
Trauma that I carry from a broken home
Got me hit hitting different lows
Tryna stay under control
But my thoughts they just tend to roam (They tend to roam)
When I'm sitting in the back seat
I be staring at the window
Looking for a signal
Wishing life was simple
Cuz no one understand me
I be living in my head
Feel like my spirit is dead
I'm just tryna get head
Anxiety has me
Feeling like I don't be long
So I sit and write these songs
There's nobody I can call
This all has me feeling so, yeah
