Misery
Problematic Lyrics

My regrets, same old story
I have regrets, and it's the same story every time

Paid my dues, paid my glory
I've paid for my success, and I've paid for my mistakes

They tell me, "Hang on, please don′t you worry"
People tell me to hang in there, and not to worry

My mind wanders then my thoughts go blurry
My mind is unfocused and my thoughts are unclear

Am I paranoid or a different breed?
I'm questioning if I'm paranoid or just different

Where did I go wrong, there is no retreat
I'm confused about where I made a mistake, and there's no going back

I been on the haunt lately for a happy me
I've been searching for happiness recently

But this negativity I can't escape, you see?
Despite trying, I can't escape this negativity

I need a change quick, if I don′t, I'm concerned
I need a change soon, or else I'm worried

These people love me 'cause I put into words
People appreciate me because I express things through words

What most can′t say, so I′m here to disperse
I speak on behalf of those who can't express themselves, and I want to share

They depending on me but I'm stuck in a curse
People are depending on me, but I feel trapped in a bad situation

Numbers go up then my health goes down
When my numbers (success) increase, my health deteriorates

Will I blow up, it don't matter right now
I'm not sure if I'll become really successful, but it's not important at the moment

Gotta find my peace, better rise to my feet
I need to find inner peace and get up from my current state

If I don't do that, I′ma click-clack-blow
If I don't find peace, I might resort to violence

Let's face the facts, I just wanna be great
I just want to be great, plain and simple

I wanna be real but I feel so fake
I want to be genuine/authentic, but I feel fake on the inside

I love my job, but the price you pay
I enjoy my job, but it comes at a cost

Is a burden so deep that most can′t take
The cost is so heavy that most people can't handle it

So I paint my face and I hide my mistakes
I cover up my flaws/mistakes with a fake persona

My anxiety's high so I lay wide awake
I am anxious and can't sleep at night

Got my headphones in think I need my fix
I have my headphones in, and I think I need my fix of music to feel better

I wanna give in but I will not quit, nah!
I want to give up, but I won't quit

Where do I go when I'm feeling so damn alone?
I don't know where to turn when I feel incredibly lonely

I don′t know why I am so cold
I don't understand why I feel so distant and disconnected

What has gotten in to me?
I don't know what has changed or affected me

Can′t escape this misery, can't escape this misery
I can't seem to avoid or overcome my misery

Gotta leave a legacy when I grow up
I want to leave a lasting impact/legacy when I'm older

I′m hoping they remember me when I kick dust
I hope people remember me even after I'm gone

I'm trapped in a box, still searching 'cause I′m lost
I feel trapped and directionless, and I'm still trying to find my way

My emotions run dry so numb, won′t stop
I'm emotionally exhausted and desensitized, but I won't give up

A lot has changed in a year, I admit it
I acknowledge that a lot has changed in the past year

The life I use to live, that is so forbidden
I used to live a life that's not acceptable anymore/forbidden now

Now I make a little money as I plot these written's
Now I make some money by writing music

If the song don′t pop, then the fans go missing
If I don't make a popular song, then my fans will disappear

It's lights, camera, action
It's time to put on a show

You don't see the backstage
You don't see the hard work behind the scenes

Yelling, "Ceasefire" every time I have a bad day
I try to calm myself down every time I have a bad day

Putting on a show like I'm starring in a matinee
I'm pretending/performing like I'm in a theater show for the audience

Hate to be in crowds, kinda funny how I want game
I dislike being in crowds, but at the same time, I want recognition

I am overanalyzing every situation
I'm obsessing over every situation and overthinking

And then I start debating if I'm gonna be the greatest
I start questioning whether I'll become the greatest or not

Another day exhausted, yeah, my soul is tired
Another day passes, and I feel exhausted and drained

I question who I am and if I should keep fighting
I'm doubting myself and whether I should continue trying

I'm running out of options, there is no redemption
I'm running out of choices, and it seems like there's no way out

No more excuses but I'm lacking of some inspiration
I can't make any more excuses, but I'm struggling to find inspiration.