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In a quarter life crisis

To be honest I hate that I'm like this

I say I'm okay

But I'm lying

I'm lying (yeah)

And I never stop trying

To look like I've always been thriving

Cause my friends don't have problems surviving

Surviving (yeah)

Maybe I don't like getting older

I'm losing control

Losing control

Maybe if I let it all go

You'll fill my soul

Fill my soul again

I get caught up in timing

I'm in Nashville but my dreams are dying

I just wanna be something

Be something (yeah)

So I'm done tryin' to make it

I've spent my whole life trying' to fake it

Life is good when I'm living like it's enough