[Chorus: Deion Reverie]
It's okay to feel the way you do
Swimming in the love that they give you
You drown
But they will never love you like I do
In this ocean
You're all I see

[Verse 1: Witt Lowry]
You're not a mess, no, you're an empath on a messy earth
Can't understand why somebody as special as you wants to fit in so bad that it hurts
Your worth isn't based off of how much you earn, you say you feel empty the more you consume
Do we blame a flower when it doesn't bloom or blame the terrain it was planted into?
When you walk in the room, everyone stares, you spеnt the whole morning on makeup and hair
Still all you see arе your flaws, you never will see what they see when you look in the mirror
Nobody compares, you're like nobody else, bein' trapped in an app is like livin' in Hell
See, we live in a world where we're taught that it's better to be anyone else but ourselves, damn
Your feelings are real, your friends are all fake, you're tired as fuck, you just need a break
Don't know if you know, the lower your self-esteem goes, the more that these companies make
The more of yourself that you hate, the more that you'll look to replace, the more you'll be willing to pay
This whole time been stuck in a game that you didn't even realize you were playin', so

[Chorus: Deion Reverie]
It's okay to feel the way you do
Swimming in the love that they give you
You drown
But they will never love you like I do
In this ocean
You're all I see

[Verse 2: Witt Lowry]
The truth is, you're as beautiful as beautiful gets
Wish you knew your flaws were just a shift in perception away from them bein' a gift
Is the dopamine hit when you post worth it when you know people pick apart all of your pics?
You're sick of the comments that say, "Does she even respond?", when you don't, then they call you a bitch
It's just how it is, it's sad, it's true, man, think we forgot what it means to be human
These apps are detrimental to our mental health, so we go buy an app to improve it
And call that "improvement," but I digress, I know you're livin' with a lot of stress
Tryin' your best to find the line between work and rest, haven't found it yet, damn
They see you and think of the head, but not what goes on in your head, damn, yeah
Ask you how you are in the sheets, but not why you're not leavin' bed, damn, yeah
They sit there and stare at your lips, but don't hear a thing that you said, damn, yeah
They come out the woodwork and then they get mad when you leave 'em on read
I know that you no longer wanna pretend like all the bullshit hasn't taken its toll
You're tired of strivin' to be what they want you to be when you know you just don't fit the mould
"Sit there and look pretty" is what you were told by someone you used to consider a friend
You ask 'em, "How am I supposed to feel pretty with all of these hideous thoughts in my head?"
Never saw 'em again, at first you were hurt that they thought your image was all you were worth
But then you realized you were wasting your time on opinions of people who make you feel worse
You feel like you're cursed, you wanna move home, remove every contact you have in your phone
You realize the more and more people pretend like they love you, the more you feel like you're alone, just know

[Chorus: Deion Reverie]
It's okay to feel the way you do
Swimming in the love that they give you
You drown
But they will never love you like I do
In this ocean
You're all I see

[Outro: Deion Reverie]
(They will never love you like I do)
They will never love you like I do
(Swimming in the love that they give you)
(You drown)
(They will never love you like I do)
They will never love you like I do
(In this ocean)