| Maybe it’s the way I look
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| Or maybe it’s the way I talk
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| But lately, I just feel so out of place
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| Move to a town where I fit in
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| Walk around real confident
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| Still feel like an imposter in my skin
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| Maybe I’m just paranoid
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| I feel the safest late at night
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| Sitting in my room getting things done
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| I thought I would be comfortable
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| I try to be responsible
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| But getting older makes me wanna run
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| And I, I’m so numb
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| Numb to the feeling
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| Feeling of weight on me
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| And I, I’m so numb
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| Numb to the feeling
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| Feeling of weight on me
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| Maybe I’m just out of touch
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| I think about myself too much
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| And honestly I’m not sure who I am
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| When I go out, I feel misplaced
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| I wanna go back home and chase
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| That crazy dream I’m chasing till I’m dead
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| Maybe I’m just paranoid
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| I feel the safest late at night
|
| Sitting in my room getting things done
|
| I thought I would be comfortable
|
| I try to be responsible
|
| But getting older makes me wanna run
|
| And I, I’m so numb
|
| Numb to the feeling
|
| Feeling of weight on me
|
| And I, I’m so numb
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| Numb to the feeling
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| Feeling of weight on me |