I'm not used to saying this out loud So why do I feel so free? Didn't know this piece of hell That's peeking through my oven Would comfort me I'm not used to losing my mind But it's pieces put me at risk For months I'm okay with not knowing Where I'm going It liberates me I think I've lost control After I see it all I don't want to live here forever But something about this moment feels so right Almost like a second chance to start over Just this one time Cause this time I think I've lost control, control And I don't want to lose it, ooh, ooh, ooh I'm not used to saying this out loud So why do I feel so free?
