My intuition's hard to listen to so I go missing
My friends are high and we've already had this conversation
I'm getting tired but it's the product of a generation
Self medicated on the thought of someone's validation

I read a different definition of what love is
I wish somebody would've told me what it wasn't cause I
Try to fix it, fought and quit it
Either way I spin it, I wasn't in it

I'm going through it, tryin' to find the meaning
I talk about it all the time but I'm not healing
I couldn't help it, help what I'm feeling
You find the chaos if that's what you believe in
You find the chaos if that's what you believe in