Release me. Don't tell me to be something that I will never be. Now you will never see how I needed space to make more sense of this world in this mess. I told myself I wouldn't ever get this way, but I'm trying I keep trying. And I'm pushing back so pull away. I'm trying, you're not trying so hear me.
I'm obsessed with my own time and I need to find another frame of mind. Did you know that when I told you I was torn up inside. But you didn't try.
So just admit it here I'm wasting my time. Losing hours as I trace back my mind. Because there's more to me than meets the eye. There's more to me, there's more to me. The more I search the less I find out.
I'm obsessed with my own time and I need to find another frame of mind. Did you know that when I told you I was torn up inside. But you didn't try.
So I told you all and not another word was said. Not an \"are you okay\" or \"how are you mate\", no nothing. Yet I get the blame for the mask that you have made. This is when I've needed you the most. Your backs been turned but you've stayed close.