Gap Year

I thought that I had learned how to defend myself
But I'm an infant in the dark
And every time I come alive, I'm pulled aside
And a voice tells me that it's gonna be too hard

Hard, hard

I thought that someday I would wake up feeling different
I still don't have a credit card
I'm hollowed out from all the failures that compound
Just to remind me it will always be too hard

Hard, hard
Hard, hard

Heavier than concrete and I shook the ground with every somersault
And so I threw away all of the things I didn't need
Sometimes it feels like everyone I know has learned all of the steps
And I'm just stumbling, wondering if it will ever be
Ever be less hard

Hard, hard
Hard, hard