The Good Enough - World War Me

I try to regain some sanity

Well it’s hard when I lack the composure and no sort of vanity

Barely managing

Cause' the weight on my shoulder’s a boulder that’s crumbling down on me

I’m not down never out for the count and I

Find death always creeping around

So what am I supposed to say that I’m better of this way

(Cause' I’m in for the long run)

I want to feel fire in my lungs

I want to taste pride beneath my tongue

I want to be someone that I’m not (that I’m not)

Then maybe I’d be better off

Taking what I’ve got and leaving behind the things I’ve lost

I want to feel what it’s like to be the good enough

To be the good enough

It’s scary taking on a life like mine

Well I’m far from your best bet

I try to stray from in between the lines

Cause' it’s hard when I fake this

Call me a scumbag can I get my luck back

(FUCK THAT)

Alive in disguise

Just a hot mess in progress

If it’s a fucking contest give me a sign

Or am I wasting my time

(Cause I’m in for the long run)

I want to feel fire in my lungs

I want to taste pride beneath my tongue

I want to be someone that I’m not (that I’m not)

Then maybe I’d be better off

Taking what I’ve got

And leaving behind the things I’ve lost

I want to feel what it’s like to be the good enough

To be the good enough

All my life I’ve been acting sick and

All my friends never gave a shit

Take all that blame that you came here with

And throw it away

Cause I think I’m getting sick of all these

All my life I’ve been acting sick and

(Lonely places)

All my friends never gave a shit

(Worn down faces)

Take all that blame that you came here with

(Sacrifices)

And throw it away

(Fucked up nights and)

Cause I think I’m getting sick of all these

All my life I’ve been acting sick and

(Lonely places)

All my friends never gave a shit

(Worn down faces)

Take all that blame that you came here with

(Sacrifices)

And throw it away

(Fucked up nights and)

Cause I think I’m getting sick of it

I want to feel fire in my lungs

(Woah)

I want to taste pride beneath my tongue

(Woah)

I want to be someone that I’m not

(Woah)

(That I’m not)

And maybe I’d be better off

Taking what I’ve got

(Woah)

And leaving behind the things I’ve lost

(Woah)

I want to feel what it’s like to be the good

Enough

(Woah)

To be the good enough

All my life I’ve been acting sick and

All my friends never gave a shit

Take all that blame that you came here with and

Throw it away

Cause I think I’m getting sick of it