| (No, no, no nowhere to go
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| No, no, no, no, I don’t know)
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| Fuck this I’m done being stuck
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| In this never ending rut
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| It seems like everyday’s the same
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| But just a little worse
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| I hate the place I’m in and all the people I meet
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| I know everyone’s got reasons to feel down and weak
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| As much as I try not to feed into this clique
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| It’s all I can see
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| And I don’t know
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| No, no, nowhere to go
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| No, no, no, no, I don’t know
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| No, no, no nowhere to go
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| No, no, no, no, I don’t know
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| Cries and fears fuelled up by lies
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| Is all I’m surrounded by
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| Or is it what I tell myself to fuel this anger I don’t want?
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| I nod my head yes ven when I don’t agree
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| My eys are showing what I call fake positivity
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| I’m not allowed to speak the thoughts I feel deep in me
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| Even if it’d set me free
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| (And it’s all over my feed whenever I go online
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| It just follows me around like it’s part of my design)
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| Maybe I’m the same as them 'cause I just complain and whine
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| It’s all around me
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| And I don’t know
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| No, no, nowhere to go
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| No, no, no, no, I don’t know
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| No, no, no nowhere to go
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| No, no, no, no, I don’t know
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| And I don’t know
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| No, no, nowhere to go
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| No, no, no, no, I don’t know
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| No, no, no nowhere to go
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| No, no, no, no, I don’t know
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| Stop! |