I can't stop myself from feeling
I can't stop myself at all
I don't want to hit the ceiling
Don't think I could take the fall
And if I lose myself to the traffic and havoc
Maybe ill get used to the noise
Right when I think that I've had it, it's adds up
Were here, it was no ones choice
But I'll make my way
And I'll be okay (okay)
Give me art or give me death
Songs made out of final breathes
Walls built up just build regret and
All I wanna build's a
Place to rest my head
Lately feel like I've been reeling
God is always missing calls
Maybe what it is I'm feeling
What it feels to feel nothing at all
At all
At all
And I don't want counseling
I've already drowned in this
My mind is clawing up all on the walls
Just wanna shout at it, now and then
I just feel like I've already lost
But I'll make my way
And I'll be okay (okay)
Ay, yeah
Give me art or give me death
Songs made out of final breathes
Walls built up just build regret and
All I wanna build's a
Place to rest my head
Rest
But I'll make my way
(But we'll make our way)
And I'll be okay (okay okay)
(And we'll be okay)
Give me art or give me death
Songs made out of final breathes
Walls built up just build regret and
All I wanna build's a
Place to rest my head
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