What to say about the choices we will make Every day, it's got to be a race
We're falling to the floor
We're falling to the floor
Every night, it's going to get
I don't wanna think in my own brain
Who it's gonna be to remain sane
When my life is treated like a *** game
I'll never see another day
It doesn't matter to me
The things that I see
Don't want you to see
What a distorted version of me
