Guess it's my toxic trait

cause it keeps me up too late

and it's always been sugarcoated

can't swallow my pride till it breaks

Like my body's just real estate

If it's real then it's probably fake

and I'm too consumed by the broken

compete with my yesterday

I need space to overthink

I'm oversizing everything

always holding on to something

with both hands on my stomach

Fight me til there's nothing left

with fingers wrapped around my neck

cause this is all I really wanted

But I wish I could breathe

control has got its hands on me

the less I have the more I need

I feed the feeling that's killing me

I only let myself believe

what I see

Cause u are what u eat

Maybe I'm stuck in a picture

of what I could never be

the way that I think is a product

growing up in a social machine

I need space to overthink

I'm oversizing everything

always holding on to something

with both hands on my stomach

Fight me til there's nothing left

with fingers wrapped around my neck

cause this is all I really wanted

But I wish I could breathe

control has got its hands on me

the less I have the more I need

I feed the feeling that's killing me

I only let myself believe

what I see

Cause u are what u eat

u only are what u eat

are what u think

are what u breathe in

u only are what u see

are what u dream

what u believe in

u only are what u eat

are what u think

are what u breathe in

u only are what u eat

are what u eat

are what u eat