Aidan Cunningham - Creak lyrics

Sometimes I think I'm not cut out for this world Or it's not cut out for me Has it all been a waste of time? Are my family happy? Does she take her pride in me? [Chorus] And I can hardly stand on my own feet I keep holding my breath to stop the pain Hoping inside while I pace my steps My clothes are wet from standing in the rain Making sense of the worst in me Inherited genes and my delicacies My problem is that I'm stuck between where I want to be and where I should be When I was young, I used to think the world was waiting for me I had it all worked out But little did I know that I'd be faced with the same troubles that lay on my folks Can I change the inevitable? Can I change it all? [Chorus] I push my hands together, it's like wishful thinking But is it real? Is it real?