Square One - Safe Bet

Uncertainty runs through my veins every day

Finding so many ways to control me

And my inability to create

Afraid that it will never be worthwhile

I’ve grown so fucking tired and dull from sitting around

Got disheartened by the sound of my own voice

As if I’ve been talking shit to myself

I guess I fell further than imagined

Somehow I get caught in the wake

Every day, of my flaws

To find out how I function

I’ll dissect myself

What the hell’s going on?

What’s going on with me?

I can’t see the point in anything when

All that I do is give up

Cause I’m losing my grip on this

As if I ever had it to begin with

A lowerd sense of confidenc is such a major setback

Somehow I get caught in the wake

Every day, of my flaws

To find out how I function

I’ll dissect myself

What the hell’s going on?

Oh no, I thought I made so much progress

I’m coming undone

In self sabotaging

I’ve fallen off track, headed back to square one

I’m headed back

Now I’m headed back