I swear I'm selling what you're buying I'll make you laugh, I'll make you cry I'll make a damn fool of myself And be the punchline if it helps I've got so many pieces missing From feeding all these algorithms Rigged to blow or rigged to lose What can you do? And so I'm pushing through all my limits Holding on for dear life to another year How am I not that deep, yet so deep in it? Writing songs that you will probably never hear Another song that you will probably never hear I picked up every trick I could Got dropped by big time Hollywood Pretend I wanted it that way That I'm not melting from my face But god my knives aren't rusty yet I can't give up, can't pay my rent A tug of war in my head I'm at both ends So I'm pushing down my regrets Holding on for dear life to another year Is this the path for me or did I misstep? Writing songs that you will probably never hear Cause it almost feels like I was never here Another song that you will probably never hear Another song that you will probably never hear