| I don’t really know where I’m going
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| Feels like everyone found their story
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| All my stress been overflowing
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| I just count my days now-
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| I don’t really know where I’m going
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| Feels like everyone found their story
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| All my stress been overflowing
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| I just count my days, I know they won’t last
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| And it feels like I don’t have a place now
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| 'Cause I don’t connect with anyone who found a way out
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| And when I’m up, I’m just waiting for the takedown
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| Will my fear of living life ever die out?
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| Lost inside this maze and I can’t take this
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| So I take two pills to stay here
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| Then I’ll wake up by my bed, I can’t keep living like this
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| And something’s got it’s claws in me
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| Dragging me back down where I don’t wanna be
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| I can’t shake my withdrawals-
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| Now but they got me begging for the end, I’m suffering
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| All of these drugs been calling me
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| I don’t have no one, so it’s all on me
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| I bury my head, I don’t wanna see no one
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| If they’re better off without me
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| I don’t really know where I’m going
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| Feels like everyone found their story
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| All my stress been overflowing
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| I just count my days, I know they won’t last
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| And it feels like I don’t have a place now
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| 'Cause I don’t connect with anyone who found a way out
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| And when I’m up, I’m just waiting for the takedown
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| Will my fear of living life every die out?
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| Lost inside this place that I used to come to escape my fear and sorrow
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| If tomorrow feels the same as yesterday I’ll down the bottle
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| I’m so sick of living like this and not that
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| It’s like every day I love less and fight back
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| And I wish it was you that called
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| And I’ll see you at my funeral
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| All of these drugs been calling me
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| I don’t have no one, so it’s all on me
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| I bury my head, I don’t wanna see no one
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| If they’re better off without me
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| I don’t really know where I’m going
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| Feels like everyone found their story
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| All my stress been overflowing
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| I just count my days, I know they won’t last
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| And it feels like I don’t have a place now
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| 'Cause I don’t connect with anyone who found a way out
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| And when I’m up, I’m just waiting for the takedown
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| Will my fear of living life ever die out? |