Said I'd run when I was sixteen Even if the car was empty Took a chance on being lonely Goin' somewhere no one knows me
Don't worry mum, I'm doin' fine Things are just different from your time I know you care, you know I'm tryin' I've always kept myself in line
I like these holes in my t-shirt And these Chucks that make my feet hurt And this couch where I'm sleepin' right now With all the heartache and bad times And nights I got too high I'm alright, swear I'll figure it out
'Cause there's seven billion pеople dealin' with their еvils So these holes inside my t-shirt seem so small Compared to it all Compared to it all, mm-hmm
Yeah, the world out there's been scary We're all holding on but barely, mm-hmm Tryna to do this on my own It's even harder leavin' home I don't want goin' to mean gone It's hard to tell through the phone
But don't worry mum, I'm doin' fine Things are just different from your time I know you care, you know I'm tryin' I've always kept myself in line
I like these holes in my t-shirt And these Chucks that make my feet hurt And this couch where I'm sleepin' right now (Right now) With all the heartache and bad times And nights I got too high I'm alright, swear I'll figure it out ('Gure it out)
'Cause there's seven billion people dealin' with their evils So these holes inside my t-shirt seem so small Compared to it all Compared to it all
Don't worry mum, don't worry dad I promise things aren't all that bad I know you're scared but trust me I'm tryin'
I like these holes in my t-shirt And these Chucks that make my feet hurt 'Cause there's seven billion people dealing with their evils So these holes inside my t-shirt seem so small Compared to it all
Compositores: James Nicholas Bailey (James Bailey), Quinn Lewis Delbridge (Quinn Lewis), Brock Westover, Matt Hastings ECAD: Obra #46110306