yours to cure ft. Nabi Lyrics

Don't let me get away

Keep me safe inside a box

Kill my joy, steady pace

Use my gifts another day

I feel like I'm out of place

I feel like I lost my mind

Got to meet what they expect

Got to leave myself behind

Hush, hush quiet now

You don't know what you're talking about

Let me guide your way

Soon you'll have nothing to worry or feel bad about

No, I won't listen anymore

I can't do this anymore

Not a slave, or yours to cure

White rooms

Sterile lighting in the hallways

As I'm making my way down

To that one room where they sell cookies

One, two

Least I have money to afford them

Unlike those who don't have family

Don't have friends and don't say nothing

I do

So what is wrong with being down when

Every single sense is telling me that I'm not sound 'cause

Bad news, a constant flood of bleak beliefs

Port directly to my brain as I am working on a dream of letting go

There's a lot of information that seems true too

And that could help if only people weren't used to

Over-believing without proper proof

But pseudo-science's too profitable

For news to skip on profits that they're used to

I believe that we're fucked

Instead of focusing on issues

I'll give in and give up

You think I'm sick 'cause all I do is keep protecting my peace

What you call sick's just my reaction to the fire that I see

Don't let me get away

Keep me safe inside a box

Kill my joy, steady pace

Use my gifts another day

I feel like I'm out of place

I feel like I lost my mind

Got to meet what they expect

Got to leave myself behind

Hush, hush quiet now

You don't know what you're talking about

Let me guide your way

Soon you'll have nothing to worry or feel bad about

No, I won't listen anymore

I can't do this anymore

Not a slave, or yours to cure