Failures & Worrying Lyrics

Different powers in different heights

I always feel alone in these late summer nights

I can't even tell you that I was been alright

But you're the one that I fucking might, fall in love again

Texting me while I'm busy, that you haven't planned ahead

How many times have I wished to be fucking dead?

Pen with paper, I'll write my feelings instead

Never realized social media can compete with your friends

I've always wish things would go back together again

And It's hard for people to comprehend

The things I did too keep distance

I would text my ex's and tell them I'm miss them

Moving on now, at home reminiscing

How can I go fucking fix this?

Thinking it's too late, might as well get what god gives us

It's love that is within us, yeah

When everyone's out and posting their stories

Im up with this music, wide awake at two in the morning

Creating my own story, with melodies and glory

I always fall back with failures and worrying

Too many fakes stalking on your area

It's hard for them keep up cuz I ain't hearing yuh

I know that your love ain't real enough

So keeping praying for my downfall, cuz I don't give a fuck, for real

No invites at family functions

This is what it feels like when your presence isn't worth something

I've always feels like the hate was really coming

When I chose a side that grew me up to becoming

A type of person that has feelings towards no body and nothing

But deep down I'm heart warming and loving

Take me for granted, your backstabbing really is touching

Keep in mind, I'm still learning and adjusting

On how to become a better person without my absence and discussions

Where's is your progress?

Who is in you contacts?

How do you know if you're going to be the up next?

Writing what's in my mind, in a wrong text

That's enough for her to carry information to the wrong press

Darkest days is where I see myself into this faze

Don't care for love, but money is a thing that I chase to put you in your place

Looking back on my notes that I saved

How can these bars get me out of this place?

I look in the mirror seeing too many demons

Was I put into this earth for reason?

To give people advice that don't mean shit

I think it's just me that my depression also has feelings

I can see my reflection when staring at the moon

If die tomorrow, God knows that I will resume

I cannot breathe with all this pressure and fumes

Negative thoughts circling around the room

And for that I refuse, to make an excuse