Finalist

Lyrics
[Verse 1] In February I was put in fight or flight My cortisol had climbed to Appalachian heights I'm the shining prince of ambivalence A gentle catalyst [Pre-Chorus] Will I get used to this? Will I get used to this? [Chorus] Please have mercy on me 'Cause nothing's what it used to be Grant me strength, some dignity Spare me all your sympathy As I adjust to me and only me [Verse 2] In solitary life, demons exorcise Can I turn out the light, or will they multiply? I'm a finalist for the childless A subtle catalyst [Pre-Chorus] Will I get used to this? Will I get used to this? [Chorus] Please have mercy on me 'Cause nothing's what it used to be Grant me strength, some dignity And spare me all your sympathy As I adjust to me and only me [Bridge] When waking up starts to feel Like more of an expense The grass will always be greener When I'm sitting on the fence At least I know myself enough To shy from the buttons I could press So I have to make this count So I can put it all to rest And not leave you in suspense [Outro] Will I get used to this? Will I get used to this?
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Credits
- Writers
- Tyler Kirby
- Nick Steinhardt
- Jeremy Bolm
- Elliot Babin
- Clayton Stevens