What am I still looking for What am I still looking for
I got everything, that's what they tell me But that's all based on social norms
My head is getting cluttered Facing all my demons
Try to find the answer At the bottom of a bottle
First drag of a cigarette
Staying home, not in my bed
Losing sleep, I'm too obsessed with somehow feeling better
Instagram makes me depressed Love to see all of my friends
Remember I had house arrest Cops would come and check for me
Darkest days are now behind me At least that's what I tell myself
At least that's what I tell myself
Found a girl that didn't work out I'm always way too unattached
It's probably something in the past Don't want to get too deep into that
Keep on walking on this path Last drag of my cigarette