Busy compensating for the lack I don't see myself the way you see me, is that bad? If hell's a state of mind, then why is Satan on my back? I'm sinking through the floor Solitary nigga at his core Hollow-hearted, shallow breathing, sitting at the shore Spirit, can you hear me? I don't think I can endure Will I grow old and mature? Tore me apart And punctured fucking holes in my heart I'm sitting out here soulless, that's all I thought the world was wonderful, I thought How many defeats can I afford? Standing on my feet is not so easy anymore Yes, I feel more free and have the courage to explore But currently, I'm beat and bored Where the hell is everybody at? Everyone my age is off at college in a class I'll go unacknowledged, watching life behind the glass I'm never really sure anymore Too fucking busy compensating for the lack Yeah, I don't see myself the way you see me, is that bad? If hell's a state of mind, then why is Satan on my back? I'm sinking through the floor Solitary nigga at his core Hollow-hearted, shallow breathing, sitting at the shore Spirit, can you hear me? I don't think I can endure Will I grow old and mature? ♪ Shallow breathing, sitting at the shore Spirit, can you hear me? I don't think I can endure Will I grow old and mature? And mature, mature