Nothing I do will ever be good enough for you.
There's always something wrong
Something that aint perfect
And you keep sabotaging me
I can't go on like this:
how am I supposed to get better when I crumble under the slightest pressure?
And anything that goes wrong disturbs my aura?
I cannot breathe when my expectations are suffocating me
I can't live up to this my perseverance is a miss
Crushed under the weight of my self-depreciation
There is no cure for this and time is running out
the sand is sinking in so ill grab onto this
Something that I can believe in
and hope it never breaks
And I'll pull myself out of quick sand