I'm in the so-called prime
Of my so-called life
And I hate it, hate it
Unreal expectation, empty revelation
Tryin' to escape it, 'cape it
Radiant young flower
Dazzling life and joy
Uhm... nah!
In the so-called prime
Of my so-called life
I'm just tired
Tired
Tired
No, I'm not okay
Thanks for faking interest though
No, I'm not okay
Thanks for asking though
Oh
Bloody process
Takes me out
I love it
Still hate it
Oh
Bloody process
Takes me out
I love it
I'm in the so-called prime
Of my so-called life
And I chase it, chase it
Fear and hesitation leading to frustration
I'm just trying to make it, make it
I don't wanna be cynical
But I'm so full of "shoulds"
In the so-called prime
Of my so-called life
I'm trying, trying, trying
No, I'm not okay
Thanks for faking interest though
I'm not okay
Thanks for asking though
I don't belong in here
Not in this frame
Nor your ideal
I don't belong
I don't belong
I don't belong in here
Not in this box
Nor your ideal
I don't belong
I don't belong
No, I don't belong
Oh
Bloody process
Takes me out
I love it
Still hate it
Oh
Bloody process
Takes me out
I love it
Still hate it
Oh
Bloody process
Takes me out
I love it
Still hate it