redundancy

Don't know what's going on anymore Am I in control Week flies by in a hazy crawl It's taking a toll All this stress I put on myself There's no end in sight I'm told everything's going well That everything will be alright But my life's a hell And look it's going great But why can't you tell I thought that we were mates And I see no way to stop this I sometimes miss those summer times Where sometimes I'd take a break some summer nights Lay there Write some summer lines I had no worries those summer times Now I sit here writing wintery whines About lost weathered memories of wintery times But whether or not these memories of mine Will ruin my day is not a choice this time So what I'm trying to get across is So I had the start of it like When I told you your eyes rolled But still Anxiety has a tight hold But still Just hand me that ice cold beer Been tryna get lost somewhere Let's go Empty buss to nowhere Let's go Anywhere that's not right here Feel like I'm stuck in a maze Cycle though the city haze If I'm not working I'm lazy Stuck in a lockdown daze Devil on my shoulder won't compromise Tryna juggle college work and socialize But my life's a hell And look it's going great But why can't you tell I thought that we were mates And I see no way to stop this What was the idea F*ck Here what was the idea