Thatdudechandler - The Art of Grounding

(Chorus)

Getting harder to breathe
It’s getting harder to breathe
Shit, it's getting harder to breathe
Try to fill my lungs with the air that I need
Getting harder to breathe
It’s getting harder to breathe
Shit, it's getting harder to breathe
Try to fill my lungs with the air that I need

(Verse 1)
Various amounts of accolades, alcohol, new accomplishments, hypocrisy, and narcissism all
Just to say I’m better than y’all, huh
Lately I been having heated conversations with the twins
About the friends who we know
Who we knеw
The friends we nеver call
Or the ones with the numbers that we never let them through
Families at large and abandonment that follows all our shadows after dark-
Couple individuals with names that remain with the voiceless
Yet here we are
They never said it verbatim but I can tell
I swear they see my hubris eroding throughout my lines
So I squeeze in some tiny humility
But it’s obvious
I came a long way from the boy that I was
Still a long way from the man who I claim to be
Thinly veiled lies like—
I don’t need validation
But many conversations lasted nightly to the AM
About the products and the placements
Where I’m at and what’s adjacent
Then I’m landing in my basement but it’s fine—
Its fine
I can admit when I’m wrong
The tension in my chest constrict the truth out my jaw-
Thats why
(Bridge)

It’s Getting harder to breathe
Getting harder to breathe
Try to fill my lungs with the air that I need

(Verse 2)
Pressured by the fears and my rage been maroon
Counteract tunes that I learned how to to sing
It’s the things that you swallow and forget when you’re eight
Conscious enough to acknowledge my problems
But stubborn because I’m not sure I can solve em
Freudian Thoughts