addicted and conflicted

tied with fire so restricted

lifted by the puppet strings

can't go further with these clipped wings

need to stay in motion

need to spike my oxytocin

decided my emotions are fading in a potion

nerves from being seen

i'm tethered to the screen

trying to change the scene

cause i don't know what this means

feelings slip and fall

pieces of myself i need to let go let go

oh

a bit of peace i'll find

with a little peace of mind

pieces of life that i leave behind

and places that i leave behind

that i leave behind

left behind

i feel like i'm bound

constantly comparing like i'm being

drowned by a sea of people constantly surround me

i'll just lie here getting older

while your sympathy gets colder

trying to shake weight off my shoulders

guess that's how i'm feeling

like i've hit a glass ceiling

while i'm down here i'm still healing

tryna work out the meaning

i can feel it in my spine

i can feel the decline

that's where i'll draw the line

that's where i'll draw the line

that's where i'll draw the line