Verse 1:
I'm stuck in an everlasting hole of what I want to say vs what I can say. I want to find the words that will tell you how amazing you are. The words to tell you that I love you in different ways. Words to paint the skies in beautiful ways. But I'm stuck. Stuck in the struggle to find words.
Verse 2
I'm stuck in this everlasting hole of self doubt. Feeling that maybe I'm not good enough. It's a feeling that lives on and on with me and feel so real,like it'll never end. It's taken me over and my mind will never be safe.
Verse 3
I'm stuck in the area between life and death. Life is so beautiful and everywhere, but so is death. No one mentions the people that just died. Life moves on around death. Death will be around, but no one will ever notice. It's like a fly in the room. It's there, but it's ignored.
Chorus :
Being stuck is a thing I hate. I just wanna go and live, but I can't do that when I feel eternally stuck. I feel helpless and worthless. Beaten and bruised.
