i want my life back Lyrics

Change

And everything is change, nothing can be held on

To the degree that you go with the stream

You see, you are still still

You're flowing with it

But to the degree you resist the stream

Then you notice that the current is rushing past you like a lightning bolt

So swim with it

Go with it

And you're there

And you're there

I'm a mess but more i know its cliche but im depressed i want success

I want to impress all of my non existent friends

I want my life back

When I walk on the stage, I want them to clap

I want them to acknowledge me when I brag

I can't feel the words I spoke

Try to speak, but I might choke

It's like a rope, it's tying around my neck

I lose hope

Life is like a fucking chore

It's a game, you gotta pay to win

You get one shot and you can't play again

I don't wanna feel less

And every day is like the same shit on repeat

I just want to delete all of these memories

I don't ever wanna feel this way again

I want my life back

I want my life back

When I walk on the stage, I don't want them to clap

I want them to acknowledge me when I brag

I can't feel the words I spoke

Try to speak, but I might choke

It's like a rope, it's tying around my neck

I lose hope

St- st- stage i- i- w- w- want them to clap

I- I- I- I want my l- l- l- li- life back- life back

When I walk on the stage, I don't want them to clap

I want them to acknowledge me when I brag

I can't feel the words I spoke

Try to speak, but I might choke

It's like a rope, it's tying around my neck

I lose hope

Shut the fuck up, I'm not hearing it

I'm always tired, I'm delirious

These bitches make me mad, I'm fucking furious

Heart racing fast, stuck up in the past

Stay home, I always wear a mask

Pull masked out, dressing all white

On the site, wish I could forget

Out of sight, out of mind

I don't fuck with bitches below me

Stick a stick to shopping at, five below, please

Outside your house, then I take a pic, say cheese

Try to move on from this shit, but I can't seem to break it

Tryna break the cycle

Yeah, I need a break

Yeah, I need a rest

But the only time I can take a break is in death

I can't feel my neck

Tightening in my chest

I'm in fucking pain, I need Vicodin

Back to the matter at hand

I'ma make money before i die that's the plan

I can kill with all these motherfuckers begging me to say their name

If I keep going like this, it's gon' stay the same

One way ticket to a bullet in my brain