Cynical - Katelyn Tarver

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?

I’m so good at being critical (so good)

I guess I’ll learn it’s hard to get hurt

When you’re good at being cynical

(When you’re good at being cynical

I’m so good at being cynical)

I’m so good at being cynical

(I'm so good at being cynical)