Outlet Lyrics

This self lore that I abhor

Abhorrent concurrent enrollment

In a class of self depreciation

Have a PhD in that shit by now

Didn't realize my mind was fighting itself

Until therapy happened

Was it a tragic interaction

Or an intervention to different thinking

But is it helping

I don't know my own feelings

So how the fuck should I know

Am I just going through the motions

In hopes of a revelation

Or a normalization

To a familiar current station in life

Striving to find some routine

To keep everything going

And are we moving forward

We're somewhere different and strange

So there must've been motion of some kind

There's no rewind on the tape of life

Within the confusion am I doing something great

Or am I resigned to a fate to fade into obscurity

A surety deep in my brain

It keeps telling me I'm not good enough

And simply wasting my time

Making these rhymes for a nonexistent audience

Prominently repeated through my mind

Am I defined by my ability to garner attention

To maintain retention of continued interest

Or are these thoughts an attempt at abstention

To try and avoid a potentially fictitious rejection

I hope it's the last one

What is this hope but false pretense

Unrelenting in its attempts to comfort

While distorting realistic outlooks

And crushing your dreams every time

But what a rush right

Having everything crumble down around you

Like a cracked foundation

Failing to shelter you from the coming storm

Is that what's becoming our norm

It doesn't have to be

Hah

You think your planning will see us through

Fanning the flames to something better and new

Who do you think you are our therapist

Insisting on trying to defy

Ever intensifying feelings of lacking fruition

Creating more friction in our emotions

If that's your definition of progress

I'd rather regress some more

Into that childish temperament

Of irresponsible fun that some of us are so fond of

You can think what you want

But I want to forge something to feed us

Through this outlet of creative expression

Keeping us sustained and sane

During this refrain of mental clarity

And scarcity of feeling stability security and safety

I know I need this

And I think we need this