Three steps from freaking out Art school project I'm working on myself The world is changing for the worst And any pivot Makes my stomach hurt Stable, steady Never ready For when it all could change You want the world to be Mister Predictable You want your life to seem a bit intentional So fake it till you make it, but you're gonna hit a wall You don't really know me, I don't know me at all Took the trash out last week And I question almost everything I think And, yeah, it's garbage to sit around But if I stand up Someone could push me down Stable, steady Never ready For when it all could change You want the world to be Mister Predictable You want your life to seem a bit intentional So fake it till you make it, but you're gonna hit a wall You don't really know me, I don't know me at all Stable, steady Never ready For when it all could change You want the world to be Mister Predictable You want your life to seem a bit intentional So fake it till you make it, but you're gonna hit a wall So fake it till you make it, but you're gonna hit a wall You don't really know me, I don't know me at all