Текст песни In the Mess - Chinoe

Lately it's easier to stay in the mess
The better me seems to far away to ever get
Wish I could move at gods speed oh my what a dream
Comfort plays my days in repeat so
Lately its easier to stay in the mess
The effort seems to bring me back to where I started
Is it too much to move at this speed
Oh is it just a dream break the cycle of my days on repeat

Where ya head yelling to go back to sleep
Avoid the light shining in thru the peek
Another day of trying with a storm in my head and mud on my feet
Forget about the blue skies when your comfortable in cloudy
I was born in a grey house always tried to go out
Skated to a saturated world to see the colors round
Wish i had the energy to paint the town
Always felt that a house ain't a home with no life in it
Mines is ona stand still for a long minute
Substitute the feeling putting junk in it
Getting so use to it Unfamiliar with who i use to be and it's just

Lately it's easier to stay in the mess
The better me seems to far away to ever get
Wish I could move at gods speed oh my what a dream
Comfort plays my days in repeat so
Lately its easier to stay in the mess
The effort seems to bring me back to where I started
Is it too much to move at this speed
Oh is it just a dream break the cycle of my days on repeat

Ain't no good nights sleep in weeks
I been deep inside living in a hazey dream
I was born in a family before i popped out they already labeled me
Whatever they all say it ain't new to me
Cut off so many some blood family
Break from generation problems put it on me
Can't let it trickle down to my seeds
They won't feel the shock of surprise half sibs
Who am i kidding still overthinking
Every action hope it's not reaction to avoid what keeps me trapped in
I know this game of fear always keep me running
To something that wasn't even missing

Lately its easier to stay in the mess
The better me seems to far away to ever get
Wish I could move at gods speed oh my what a dream
Comfort plays my days in repeat so
Lately its easier to stay in the mess
The effort seems to bring me back to where I started
Is it too much to move at this speed
Oh is it just a dream break the cycle of my days on repeat