Questions

Backlight Noah: "Finally uh, you've come a really, really long way in 2021 alone and I'm beyond confident that you have a very bright future ahead of you. So I'm wondering, what are you setting your sights on from here on out? You know, what can we expect from Dylan Longworth going forward?"

I am terrified of all that lies ahead of me
Will anyone remember me
The sky
Doesn't seem to shine, i try to find a melody
But i'm out of touch, out of key
Is it over?
Do i have more to write? oh am i at my height?
Feeling sober
I don't seem like the typе to just say that i'm fine
Getting colder
And i keep losing sleep, keep my griеf underneath
Everybody around me is showing teeth
Lately i cannot find any time for me

Do i even have to keep putting on a front
Do i even care if my brain gets corrupt
I could just play pretend and brush it all under the rug
Won't answer questions and give the people the hurt that they want
Could i ever find a way to get out of my head
I'm interviewed by these strangers, don't hear a word that they said
The first impression of me is something that i always dread
Won't answer questions, keep the pain to myself instead

(Break)

Do i even have to keep putting on a front
Do i even care if my brain gets corrupt
I could just play pretend and brush it all under the rug
Won't answer questions and give the people the hurt that they want
Could i ever find a way to get out of my head
I'm interviewed by these strangers, don't hear a word that they said
The first impression of me is something that i always dread
Won't answer questions, keep the pain to myself instead