I'm finally moving on To Greener grass and bluer skies Never thought I'd ever feel conclusive in this stupid life But here I am Often contemplating suicide Didn't feel so do or die Before when shit blew my mind It changed me for the worst or for the better I don't know these days Ruined all my favorite songs I used to have them on replay Now if they are echoing throughout living spaces I simply start to panic through my eyes precipitation Think I'm quite different from the guy I was a year ago More than numbers changed I'm dumb as strange to kind of fear and those Who judge me by my music and critique my personality I used to be sweet I guess she ripped that person out of me Everyone who doubted me is looking terse and cowardly Suppose that it's the price I pay for when leaking verses out of these Hands that I use as a tool never weaponry For taking hold of pens and turning ink into effigies
I'm finally moving on
To Greener grass and bluer skies
Never thought I'd ever feel conclusive in this stupid life
But here I am
Often contemplating suicide
Didn't feel so do or die
Before when shit blew my mind
It changed me for the worst or for the better
I don't know these days
Ruined all my favorite songs
I used to have them on replay
Now if they are echoing throughout living spaces
I simply start to panic through my eyes precipitation
Think I'm quite different from the guy I was a year ago
More than numbers changed
I'm dumb as strange to kind of fear and those
Who judge me by my music and critique my personality
I used to be sweet I guess she ripped that person out of me
Everyone who doubted me is looking terse and cowardly
Suppose that it's the price I pay for when leaking verses out of these
Hands that I use as a tool never weaponry
For taking hold of pens and turning ink into effigies