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Less Than Jake In With The Out Crowd

perspective Whoa, it's better than mine Whoa, and I'll still be defective And you're wasting your time The truth is that I'm self-destructive I'm insecure, I'm out

off my feet again (Knocked to my knees again) The measurements of my success Are always measured in not makin' sense My motivation's taking bets It's apologies or arguments With

Going back and forth inside my shut up brain again (You gotta let her go, gotta let her go) Worlds apart, I'm torn apart, I'll stall up my senses (You

I'm on a mission To see what?s been missing My favorite song is on repeat But it?s just not helping me My eyes have been wider But never been brighter

memories, most missed opportunities Mostly abnormalities, I'm mostly you and me, you and me Out of luck and had enough Out of trust and out of touch Out

It's never been so crystal clear that I've been dying six months a year And arguing with strangers about why I'm still here, woah oh And no one let's

I'm falling apart. I remember when I'm reaching my breaking point, Pressure pushing on me till I lost my voice, I don't think I ever had a choice, With

off my feet again knocked to my knees again. the measurements of my success, are always measured in not making sense my motivation's taking bets it's apologies or arguments with

Dear "you won't answer me" did you honestly think i'd ever leave? if you'd somehow just believe me. you've gotta know right now that these words still