I been waiting inside like it's winter time Though the suns outside and it's knocking on my door I kinda needa get out kinda loosin my mind kinda feelin' kinda trapped Kinda feelin' so ignored When I look back I see a life I barely lived Whiskey burns Every night Trying to exist (exist) When did I learn to bury myself or that I don't need To ever ask for help? It's the simple things that will get me mad Like how "just friends" means no one texts you back I like to cry It helps me From losing my mind It don't do much But hey, I guess that's life That's fine If I'm a life, I'm one that's barely lived Whiskey burns Just Trying to exist