Tuesday

I never took us for granted Couldn't tell you how I felt you eventually ran and It hurt I can say it hurt, over and over I'm playing victim with the weight on my shoulders Inconsistent flow, and I might not have the rhythm But I'm still doing better than you say you are with him Lying for jealousy and you think I'm still hurting I can't wait to see your envy of the life that I'm flirting with Y'all ain't ready for the Carson that is coming up Pouring out my thoughts, taking sips from the solo cup Living and breathing and it's never felt this easy I'm almost to the top and can't get over the feeling Caught everybody napping while I'm running with the gold I'll be the first to be content, when my haters grow old Predestination to hell, so I'm living like it's nothing Why should I care If everything I say Is taken as Tryna hide my feelings but I'm still so prone It's just another Tuesday night, where I'm crying alone The thoughts come out of nowhere and they say I can stop it But if I'm not on medication than I still gotta watch it It's hard to keep it down, suppress what makes me nervous Nobody really helps, they'll just say I'll get over this I'm done Focusing on other people It's time for me listen to myself Losing my mind, but I don't think I'm gonna chase it Cause last time on its toes, I didn't think I would make it Lyrical plot holes, in a never-ending story A documentary of my achievements would be pretty boring This song might be a little selfish If backlash comes, then I won't accept it Oh you're mad Well I really couldn't care less I'm never gonna be as hopeless as you and the rest Lyrics all in shambles, maybe they don't connect I've said a lot of things that I'm gonna regret There's a half a million messages I hope she don't forget Like how I'll still be waiting, when forever finally ends It's the end of the road for a story never heard If ignorance has told me anything I know what will occur I'll get hate, cause I speak out, louder than majority If something is on my mind I'll spend the thoughts like its a shopping spree Tryna hide my feelings but I'm still so prone It's just another Tuesday night where I'm crying alone People focused on a color miss the shades of who I am Confident but nervous add some more milligrams No motivation to keep doing what I'm doing Life is not a game and yet somehow I'm still losing I'm done, trying so hard focusing on other people It's time for me to listen to myself And make it believable