Self Portrait from Better Off by MAKESHIFT

I spent my lonely thirteen getting red-faced and red-eyed
locked up in the summer heat with a beat up six-string.
that blood-red summer beckoned for me, and I heard it call my name
but all I felt was shame.
And i spent my wild fifteen trying to be so different
because everyone homogenized themselves.
I lost sense of direction trying to find out who I am,
now I'm having trouble climbing up this hill of education and incentives.
still I walk on, through broken bones and personal wounds.

(chorus) I'm a lonely soul in a world of broke tomorrows
and I'm looking for a place so far away,
looking for stars that the clouds are in the way of,
uncertainty has paved my path ahead
and now I'm falling off the edge.

then I spent my busy seventeen putting myself back together,
and when I think it's almost over there's another step to take.
a hill that's steep as cliffs to climb up over,
and when I think I've reached a peak there's just another one to reach but still I trudge on through the asthma and the cold air in my lungs; freezing up what I've got left inside of me.

(chorus)

I've still got a few cliffs to climb up over,
got some help to get me through this rigid ride,
I give thanks for what I've got 'cause I'm so lucky
and I don't have to be so lonely anymore.

(chorus) (I'm falling off the edge.) I'm a lonely soul in a world of broke tomorrows
and I'm looking for a place not far away,
a star that I can touch and hold my hands to,
uncertainty hasn't got the best of me, you haven't got the best of me.

• Pop Punk
• Pop Rock
• Rock
• Massapequa