Slows me down Makes me weak I sleep on my feet sometimes Overthinks things Always Bleak and cold with aching joints and poems Keep out the salt with words and empty thoughts Of "I won't worry" I won't worry When I'm rich I'll make do with bigger things When people see me they won't think I'm Lazy or not made yet I'll be safer when I'm famous Drinking comfort like I'm a kid Who gave this all up To settle down And make the best of all this bad Oh, oh Crowds and seasons and Pavements and trees I remember my pleas but it Doesn't seem needed I keep all the things that I'm meant to believe in But somehow I'm grieving But I won't worry when I'm rich I'll make do with bigger things When people see me they won't think I'm Lazy or not made yet I'll be safer when I'm famous Drinking comfort like I'm a kid Who gave this all up To settle down And make the best of all this bad Oh It's all covered up It's dry It's sheltered But I'm not in peace until it's melted I want to touch it and make sure it's breathing I try not to hurt it I just want to hold him Oh I'm seen screwing up Woah But I can't make it stop Oh when I'm rich I'll make do with bigger things When people see me they won't think I'm Lazy or not made yet I'll be safer when I'm famous Drinking comfort like I'm a kid Who gave this all up To settle down And make the best of all this bad Oh I'm seen screwing up Oh, oh But I can't make it stop Make it stop Oh