P.S. Shock The World

It's never been so crystal clear that i've been dying six months a year arguing with strangers about why i'm still here.(woah ohh) no one lets me forget questions about my relevance and i'm starting to believe their arguments in my self-defense it's just my self-destructiveness and always wasting all my breath and it's still a mystery why i'm doubting all my dreams all the things that i say will someday fade away but the message in these songs has kept me sane all along. [x2] the years hit like fist to face and some days i've tried to replace this person with the same god-given name. (woah ohh) some days i shake till noon i've tried to explain to overcrowded rooms across these states my narrow point of view. but what can i do? it's just my self-destructiveness and always wasting all my breath and it's a mystery why i'm doubting all my dreams all the things that i say will someday fade away but the message in these songs has kept me sane all along [x2]