Why is it so easy to hate, and hard to love
For these are the days, where we start to judge
We slash a person who follows their dream
And then we have the nerve to call it critique
We think we know what each outcome is
With other paths and avenues
We default to ugly busted bad attitudes
Real talk I struggle, I still do that too
I think my DNA is mistaken
Sometimes I'm overly pessimistic cause
I wish could change up my love language
When nobody uses words to lift us up
And that real love is it presumptuous
To want to turn some of that intuition up
In my headphones my name is fisticuffs
When it comes to the superficial ones
Now I have a mission that I can see
It's no longer to rise in this industry
To risk sobriety, and let online comments astonishingly define my identity
Yeah I got drunk off this
Yeah I got drunk off clicks
Yeah I got drunk off views
Man I got drunk off of comments and all of my friends approval
Making satire, just something to do
I knew that I was good at it, but I was running on fumes
So when I stopped, I felt so unsuccessful
Being someone nobody wanted to mess with
But did I learn my lesson, at the time
I don't think I did
Why was I afraid to move and do something I loved instead
I don't know I don't know if
I don't know I don't know if
I don't know if I'll survive what I'm going through
I don't know I don't know if
I don't know I don't know if
I don't know if I'll survive what I'm going through
No I'm not no I'm not no I'm not
Giving up that easy no turning back now
No I'm not no I'm not no I'm not
Giving up that easy tell em' giving up that easy hey
No I'm not no I'm not no I'm not
Giving up that easy no turning back now
No I'm not no I'm not no I'm not
Giving up that easy tell em' giving up that easy hey
I've seen this enough, we need to discuss
Critique should only be from those people you trust
Now a days opinions hit you from all angles
If you start chasing approval you brain will re-construct
Even right now as I'm thinking of releasing this song
I keep wondering what people will think of it, ugh
I'm defeated when I finally read what someone thinks
Can someone please bring me the tweezers for once
Cause the negative words, are splinters, can they ever be cured
Once they've entered you
And the very thing that is keeping me up
Is that I've dealt my share of splinters too
So do not worship me
I'm still in debt to the worst of me
I've been there done that it's happened
Cut people off inadvertently
Anxiety can never be a fairy tale
Depression is a terrible narrative
When you're working to preserver
To gain a confidence that is independent of circumstance
Right now I'm tight, cause I'm unknown
But as soon as I'm known then I'm annoying
So for right now I'm just enjoying the peace
Before they discover the need to try to destroy me
Popularity isn't all that it seems
But it can be the byproduct of the dream
So when I'm alone in the future
I can only guess what I'll probably sing
I don't know I don't know if
I don't know I don't know if
I don't know if I'll survive what I'm going through
I don't know I don't know if
I don't know I don't know if
I don't know if I'll survive what I'm going through
No I'm not no I'm not no I'm not
Giving up that easy no turning back now
No I'm not no I'm not no I'm not
Giving up that easy tell em' giving up that easy hey
No I'm not no I'm not no I'm not
Giving up that easy no turning back now
No I'm not no I'm not no I'm not
Giving up that easy tell em' giving up that easy hey