Mr. Predictable

Three steps from freaking out

Art school project

I'm working on myself, the world is changing for the worst

Changing, changing, changing, changing

And any pivot

Makes my stomach hurt

Stable, steady, never ready

For when it all could change

You want the world to be Mr. Predictable

You want your life to seem a bit intentional

So fake it till you make it, but you're gonna hit a wall

You don't really know me, I don't know me at all

Took the trash out last week

And I question almost everything I think

And yeah, it's garbage to sit around

Garbage, garbage, garbage, garbage

But if I stand up

Someone could push me down

Stable, steady, never ready

For when it all could change

You want the world to be Mr. Predictable

You want your life to seem a bit intentional

So fake it till you make it, but you're gonna hit a wall

You don't really know me, I don't know me at all

Stable, steady, never ready

For when it all could change

You want the world to be Mr. Predictable

You want your life to seem a bit intentional

So fake it till you make it, but you're gonna hit a wall

So fake it till you make it, but you're gonna hit a wall

You don't really know me, I don't know me at all