I'm having fights with the thoughts in my head
About where do I go when I die
Would it be the end of me
Or the end of everything
Recently I realized
Life is like a claw game
Someday you'll get picked
But most days
You'll come close
I'm having fights with the thoughts in my head
About where I should stay here or end it all
It's hard to save the world when you feel so small
Open up the phone and try to connect
But it's just more of the same
Feelin of the opposite
Oh is this just it
Is this just it