​motive

[PreChorus]
They can say what they want to
I could give a fuck about it
I'm stuck in these four walls
This shit is like a nightmare

[Chorus]
It's hard to keep moving on when you don't know how
I'm at grips with my conscious and I just can't get out
Do I wanna give up or do I wanna keep going?
I'm a little confused can I just know what my motive
Is?
I can't ever tell 'em what I meant
Maybe it's just out my hands
Maybe it's just out my hands
Cuz I can't control it
Love if they notice
Selfish emotions they're hard to control it
Something about it
I feel surrounded
[?] my words now I think that I'm drowning