Текст Katelyn Tarver – Cynical

I don’t know when I got scared
Scared of my imagination
Used to see beautiful things
Now I got this sick fixation

I’m playing out every single fear I’ve ever had
Scrolling through the pictures, seeing all I don’t have
Believing every negative feeling is a fact
I don’t wanna get used to that

Why do I beat myself up and tear myself down?
I’m so good at being critical
I guess I’ll learn it’s hard to get hurt
When you’re good at being cynical

I’m jealous of when I was young
And everything was right there waiting
Wanted the sky, aimed so high
Instead of lowering my expectations

I don’t know how else to keep my feet on the ground
And stop the voices in my head from getting too loud
I think I’m realizing no one figures it out
And I gotta get used to that

Why do I beat myself up and tear myself down?
I’m so good at being critical
I guess I’ll learn it’s hard to get hurt
When you’re good at being cynical

If I hope and it doesn’t work, then
I know, it’s gonna hurt, so I’ll
Make a joke, act like nothing wrong
And put another layer of armor on

(Why do I beat myself up and tear myself down?)

Why do I beat myself up and tear myself down?