Control is hard when it feels like I'm broken It's hard to ignore when it's buried in my skin Broken Pull my self together I'm fucking exhausted pretending my levels are fucking normal Gritting my teeth just to get through the fucking day Never again will I say it's copacetic to look Myself in the eyes and say "I'm fine with dying" You are not free, okay? Don't you believe anybody who tries to convince you That's bullshit You don't have to go through your life Believing that, okay? Never again will I look down on myself for being who I am Nevеr again will I look down on myself for being myself (Control is hard when I feel knotted and broken) (It's hard to ignore when it's buried in my skin) Control is hard when I feel knotted and broken It's hard to ignore when it's buried in- It's hard to ignore when it's buried in-