reasons

I wake up and I'm dealing with complicated feelings They're brand new, brand new I was trying to conceal it In the changing of the seasons I'm a fool, a fool I wake up and I breathe In All these fabricated reasons They're in bloom, in bloom Thought I was a victim Now I call myself a witness I'm consumed, consumed All these questions only surface When I'm tryna find the beat Who you think you is? When will you go on? Is this really me? I'm only searching and I'm on the cusp Everybody got a reason They tryna find that love I've been praying and plotting for such That all are my reasons are enough To keep me from being a villain I've seen it, I feel it, I breathe it, I need it For what What was all that for I'm supposed to be the prince But I can't do that thing no more I can't believe that all these reasons Hold me prisoner; I'm infinite I'm done waiting for a chain Waiting for a chain Not again, not again