Bambi - Recorded at Spotify Studios NYC

I swear to God I wasn't born to fight
 Maybe just a little bit, enough to make me sick of it
 But I-I-I-I can read between the lines
 I want to run from everything
 But my legs won't work, it's clear to me
 I-I-I-I haven't been much myself
 And I feel like my friends are being put through this hell
 Feeling, I think that I'm living, if you could call it living
 So brash and unforgiven
 Ruled by the vibe I'm bringing
 Serving myself
 Serving myself
 The timing's poor I know it's never right
 It's hard to see this time of night
 Hard to know the reasons why I fucked it up again
 Still, I breathe a sigh
 It doesn't seem so lucky now
 But maybe I can figure out
 Why I haven't been much myself
 And I feel like my friends are being put through this hell
 Feeling, I think that I'm living, if you could call it living
 So brash and unforgiven
 Ruled by the vibe I'm bringing
 Serving myself
 Serving myself
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 Wait and see, I'll be making my own way now
 I'll be making my own way now, to where I got to be
 Wait and see, I'll be making my own way now
 I'll be making my own way now, to where I got to be
 I-I-I-I haven't been much myself
 And I feel like my friends are being put through this hell
 Feeling, I think that I'm living, if you could call it living
 So brash and unforgiven
 Ruled by the vibe I'm bringing
 Serving myself