Totally uninterested in all of this bullshit
No physical or emotional attachment at all
I'm drifting, I'm lifting out of your thoughts
No friends or family tough enough to break through the wall
The wrong kind of person to thirst on
Only draining your energy while I thrust on
Leave your trust on the shelf, let the dust fall
Here's a trust fall: making my way on the ledge
Here's a chance, here's a chance, here's a chance
To make a difference
Here's a chance, here's a chance
To build a wall
Here's a chance, here's a chance, here's a chance
To make a difference
Here's a chance, here's a chance
To build a wall
I can't explain it, all I can say is I'm different now
I hated living, then I loved it, and I'm empty now
The thought of life gives me strife, so I live simply now
Some days, I wake up feeling happy. Most days, I simply frown
It's okay, it's okay. Not what I had wanted
But what I got, so what can I say?
I could change, I could play, I could stop stunting
But what the f*ck is living if you get no pride from it?
What the f*ck is living if you get no price on it?
What the f*ck I'm giving is a little ice
On a river froze over ten years ago with an isomer
I don't make much sense these days
But I get paid and I get laid
So over time, I've turned a cold shoulder
To any thought that I could change or be free
Honestly, right now in my life
I'm hesitant in doing anything that ain't me
And that's for trill