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letra de imposter syndrome - greyishere

[intro]
always feel like i’m the bad guy
always feel like i’m the bad guy
always feel like i’m the bad guy (uh)

[verse 1]
always feel like i’m the bad guy (f-ck)
always keeping on that mask tight
forgot just how it went when i be looking into past time
past lives, would my grandpa love to hear my music too
or would he miss the kid that saw his monsters up in scooby doo
(d-mn)
always worried that i f-cked up
forgot what was, what wasn’t
self doubt creeping in when stomach lower budget
got me thinking i should cut it, maybe have a good discussion
brain be beating harder but my heart be interrupting (d-mn)
imposter syndrome always hitting
by the worries i keep hidden
i be scaling down the roads tryna push it to that ribbon
’cause i’m running from my problems, fakе smiles tend to stop ’em
but as soon as i’m alonе i step one foot into that-
try to tell my thoughts just leave me alone
how do you unwind when i can’t at home
there no surprise that i’m scared to let go
three dials in won’t pick up the phone
no
[chorus]
baby boy, just slow down (no)
baby boy, just slow down
you don’t gotta go now (nah)
nah, you don’t gotta go now (nah)
baby boy, just
baby boy, just slow down
baby boy, just slow down
nah, you don’t gotta go now
you don’t gotta go now
baby boy just slow down
baby boy, just
baby boy, just-

[verse 2]
yeah, shadows cross the mind on some days
moment to myself, i’m not vibing on this sunday
and every time i find peace, i f-ck it up in some way
hoping when i’m older, i’ll be better at being mundane
the months say, time go fast like a runaway
of a plane, never left a year unchanged (never)
living rent free in my brain, unpaid
based on attention like file left unsaved
the women in my life taught me right
but i be scared of doing wrong and if i make it through tonight
every unclear memory got me tortured in a fright
i be tryna keep it busy, keep my mind out of sight
’cause i be lying to myself (lying to myself)
and to be honest, i be crying out for help (crying out for help)
and to be honest, i don’t even know myself (no i don’t, no i don’t)
and sometimes when i cry i’m hit by the sun rise
i’m overwhelmed
[chorus]
baby boy, just slow down
baby boy, just slow down (slow down)
you don’t gotta go now (yeah)
you don’t gotta go now (no)
baby boy, just slow down
baby boy, just slow down (slow down)
baby boy, just slow down
nah, you don’t gotta go now
you don’t gotta go now
baby boy, just slow down
baby boy, just
baby boy, just slow down

[outro: sample]
who cares if you don’t show me paris or rome
as long as you are here, i’m happy at home
’cause in the long run baby…

- greyishere

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