I give up Feeling like I'm gonna relapse So fed up Feeling like I've got a foot in my ass Rushing everything and cutting corners, aiming to please Losing track of all the times I told myself to just breathe 'Cause I can't decide whether things are wrong or right Every time I look inside I just feel despise And I feel like I live a lie Take my baggage and leave I never wanted a seat Where the hand's always dealt for me What are you wanting to see? Some type of dependency? I can stand on my own two feet I'm talking to myself again To write a better end I just can't focus in With all the confusion Fogging my views, I'm Beating up myself again Conversations like these never end That's just my punishment For forcing what isn't meant Take my baggage and leave I never wanted a seat Where the hand's always dealt for me What are you wanting to see? Some type of dependency? I can stand on my own two feet I'll think too much about this I'll isolate myself The hole that I've been digging Never feels quite deep enough Never feels quite deep enough Take my baggage and leave I never wanted a seat Where the hand's always dealt for me What are you wanting to see? Some type of dependency? I can stand on my own two feet