Alien letra

And I could never cut myself
Because of my low tolerance to pain
And I could never burn myself
Because I was too afraid of the flame

And I could never figure out
How I would end it
So I guess I'll chill right here for now
And keep on pretending
Keep on pretending

Sometimes I feel like a gender
And others just like an alien
So I've stopped trying to figure out
Which one of them is more conventional

And I'm tired of getting into arguments
Because it feels like I am falling off of mountains
Anxiety disorders sound cute and quirky on paper
But it's a living fucking hell

Well if there are rock solid composures
Then mine takes the form of a sponge
So many times have I been pushed to the point
Where the only option left is the plunge

But why I haven't done it yet
The answer I haven't been able to find
So I guess until then I'll just sit in my room
And I'll wait for you
To come hit me up sometime

Little Tyrant - Letras

• Alien