Don't Really Know What I'm Doing.

Описание: Verse 1
I’m 23 and my head’s in a haze,
Half the time I’m dreaming, half lost in a maze.
Scrolling through work I don’t care for at all,
Reaching for names who don’t ever call.
I stand on my tiptoes but still feel small.
Pre-Chorus
Some days I feel lost, some days I feel found,
Some nights I feel lonely in a room that’s too loud.
I got blessings I forget, I admit I complain—
I’m a mess and a miracle, all in the same.
Chorus
God, are you listening up there?
Do these hands in the air count as prayer?
‘Cause I don’t really know what I’m doing.
No I don’t really know what I’m doing.
And life, what are you holding for me?
Another door, another key?
I’m just down here trying my best,
But I don’t really know what I’m doing.
Verse 2
I want adventure, I want somewhere to stay,
I want someone to love me and not run away.
I’ve been optimistic, pessimistic, opportunistic, too,
But I’m mostly just a kid who doesn’t know what to do.
Pre-Chorus
Some days I feel fine, some days I break down,
Some nights I’m too heavy, some nights I’m all sound.
I laugh at the chaos, then cry at the weight—
Guess I’m learning that life is a delicate state.
Chorus
God, are you listening up there?
Do these hands in the air count as prayer?
‘Cause I don’t really know what I’m doing.
No I don’t really know what I’m doing.
And life, what are you holding for me?
Another door, another key?
I’m just down here trying my best,
But I don’t really know what I’m doing.
Bridge
Maybe I’ll wake up and finally see,
The person I’m becoming’s who I’m meant to be.
But right now it’s questions, right now it’s doubt,
I’m still figuring out what this life’s about.
Final Chorus (bigger, anthemic)
God, are you listening up there?
Do these hands in the air count as prayer?
‘Cause I don’t really know what I’m doing.
No I don’t really know what I’m doing.
And life, what are you holding for me?
Another door, another key?
I’m just down here trying my best,
But I don’t really know what I’m doing.