Lyrics Going Under - Derek Pope

Going Under

And you’re still goin' under
Leaves turn brown like seasonal
Passed out in your vehicle
Pop out, walk a miracle
That’s just Pope, he’s spiritual
Came right from them (from them) animals
Spin and go, hit the road like whoah
3AM I speed away, you caught my drift like whoah
And I’m too far to turn back around
Now I’m too far to turn back now
I forget the feeling up until it happens
I killed off my old self, but I kept the habit
If its in your head, then chances I don’t have it
One day I’m your savior, next day I’m your savage
We’ll be fine though
Got the bags with no spines and it’s fine though
Yea that’s Fido, kicked him outside though
Still around, holding down no revival
Far from home, made our home
When it’s cold in the summer (oooh)
And you’re still goin' under
Leaves turn brown like seasonal
Passed out in your vehicle
Pop out, walk a miracle
That’s just Pope, he’s spiritual