Fake Heads - Bad Weather

Losing my way, I can't think straight
Wonder why my mind is in this state

Waking up to this thing that I've become
I grew up, but inside feel too young
Just trying to keep my feet on the ground
Don't walk away from the life you've found

I can't handle the pressure

Stop thinking it gets better
I don't care 'bout the weather
Whatever you say, I couldn't stay
Life is a mess

Take me back to the beach where I felt free
Or maybe up in the hills
Where I'd roam amongst the trees
But I'm hiding in my cave where no one can find me
Live in the dark so the sun won't blind me

I can't handle the pressure

Stop thinking it gets better
I don't care 'bout the weather
Whatever you say, I couldn't stay
Life is a mess

When I sit on this train
I don't feel the same
I feel afraid
Am I a broken machine?
Or a weak human being?
Passion for the day
It used to be that way
I was excited to get out of bed
Now the feeling is so dead

Stop thinking it gets better
I don't care 'bout the weather
Whatever you say, I couldn't stay
Life is a mess

Written by:
Paul Schilling

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