Give me one good reason

Tempo: ~78 BPM

Mood: Spiraling, exhausted, brutally honest

1 AM again…

I wanted to take a step back

Wanted to make something that lasts

Then I got told my songs were bad for the environment

Everything plagiarized — okay, guess it’s just me then

Hit a low spot, dark thoughts, alone time

Anxiety high like it’s trying to flatline

I just want this feeling gone…

Am I right?

I listened back to the old tracks

Could still feel every emotion in that

Somewhere after “Old Me” I lost myself

Started chasing everything but my health

Put out some bangers with the StreetDolls

Couple good songs but the rest feel off

Maybe that’s true…

Or maybe it’s just me talking

Give me one good reason… (reeeason)

Why I shouldn’t give this up

Every time I think I found myself

I feel like I’m not enough

I blame myself for everything

Every song, every wreck

Trying to turn pain into music…

But I’m running out of breath

Nobody cares about “Different Lane”

Nobody cared when I tried to change

Nobody cared about “Rethinking”…

Or maybe I didn’t either

I’m my own worst critic

Criticism shadows my brilliance

I say I’m positive and excellent…

Then call myself garbage the next minute

Fear’s been driving for a while now

All these fights feel fake somehow

Thought I was the champion…

Turns out I wasn’t in control

And every time I try to disappear

Music’s the thing that pulls me back here

Give me one good reason… (reeeason)

Why I shouldn’t give this up

Every time I think I found myself

I feel like I’m not enough

I blame myself for everything

Every song, every wreck

Trying to turn pain into music…

But I’m running out of breath

Wanted a break…

But I took away my outlet too

Now I don’t know what to do

Without the thing that got me through

1 AM and sleepless

Mind running a four-second forty

Light can’t catch up to my thoughts…

And honestly that scares me

Give me one good reason…

Maybe it’s hidden in these songs

Maybe the fact I’m still writing means…

I’m not fully gone

Maybe every scar I carry

Still has a purpose left

And maybe turning pain into music…

Is the reason I’m not done yet

I don’t know where to go from here…