I'm kinda funny, but don't really show it
I keep it together, but have a disorder
I go to my room and I sit in my corner
And talk to myself in a language that's foreign.
I think of a rhyme and I have to record it
But know if I don't, I'll wake up in the mornin' and question my life again, always avoiding.
I hate to be different, but hate to be normal, so I.. hold up my balloons and cover up my face. I can feel them weighin' on me every day.
I should let 'em go and watch 'em float away
But I'm scared if I do, then I'll be more afraid..
-NF
I keep it together, but have a disorder
I go to my room and I sit in my corner
And talk to myself in a language that's foreign.
I think of a rhyme and I have to record it
But know if I don't, I'll wake up in the mornin' and question my life again, always avoiding.
I hate to be different, but hate to be normal, so I.. hold up my balloons and cover up my face. I can feel them weighin' on me every day.
I should let 'em go and watch 'em float away
But I'm scared if I do, then I'll be more afraid..
-NF