Chris Amsel - Barefoot Lyrics

I'm so done conforming myself to fit the molds of people
Who never really stick around anyways
They leave me formless, a pile on the floor
True, there is nothing I want more than unity
But if the price comes at the cost of my ability
To stand on my own two feet
I'd rather walk barefoot into the glass filled street
Than have my adoration for you carry me
Than have you carry me

I'm so tired of feeling lonely, so tired of feeling let down
But I'd gladly let it happen again
'Cause this time I'll keep my guard up
I'm not gonna spill my guts at first sight
Exposing all my weakness, courting your affection
At the expense of my self identity

I'm so done with feeling helpless
So done with missing the me
That I saw through your rosewood colored eyes
'Cause I don't really need you
That said, I'd rather have you by my side
As we walk barefoot into the street