Better Angels

There’s no margin for error
I say that truthfully
Hit the booth with my troubles
I speak em vocally
I put it all on the line
Avoid my eulogy
I spilled my blood for this dream
That one day hopefully
I’m achieving some progress
I hope that they accept me
Or am I wasting my time
Sometimes my mind gets testy
I’ll never know it for certain
My eyes just long for resting
Take a look at the glass
Is it half full or empty
Check myself at the curtain
My health relies on this bourbon
That’s if we’re speaking on mental
These issues stay detrimental
To never be understood
That fear, can’t bear myself
Always plagued by these thoughts
Man, I can’t hear myself

Another goal off the list
But still not satisfied
I’d say ambitions my strength
But we know that’s a lie
I throw myself in my work
But dreams just amplify
The way this path had aligned
What does it signify
Am I flirting with fate
Or just coincidence
I swear they looking like twins
Can’t tell the difference is
I guess it’s based on perspective
The fame all smoke and mirrors
Should really take pride the brand
I built these past 3 years
It’s something close to obsession
With who I’m supposed to be
Perhaps I’m just in pursuit
Of who I hope to see
Daily life can get hazy
With all these different angles
My purpose lies in the chase
Of all my better angels

Yeah
All my better angels
Hurt For This