Three steps from freaking out
Art school project
I'm working on myself
The world is changing for the worst
And any pivot
Makes my stomach hurt
Stable, steady
Never ready
For when it all could change
You want the world to be Mister Predictable
You want your life to seem a bit intentional
So fake it till you make it, but you're gonna hit a wall
You don't really know me, I don't know me at all
Took the trash out last week
And I question almost everything I think
And, yeah, it's garbage to sit around
But if I stand up
Someone could push me down
Stable, steady
Never ready
For when it all could change
You want the world to be Mister Predictable
You want your life to seem a bit intentional
So fake it till you make it, but you're gonna hit a wall
You don't really know me, I don't know me at all
Stable, steady
Never ready
For when it all could change
You want the world to be Mister Predictable
You want your life to seem a bit intentional
So fake it till you make it, but you're gonna hit a wall
So fake it till you make it, but you're gonna hit a wall
You don't really know me, I don't know me at all
