| Just feel like I’m always running… |
| Yeah, it’s like |
| I’ve been running from the devil on these late nights |
| Trying everything to settle, get my pace right |
| I lay stressing in bed 'til I go to sleep |
| That’s for anyone who wonders what my day like |
| Feel the tears in my eyes but I hold back |
| Like the more that I struggle, I just fall flat |
| It’s the worst type of sad, that you can’t explain |
| Got me stuck inside my mind and it’s all black |
| As if I’m giving up my life, tryna live a dream |
| Now I’m constantly running, here let me set the scene |
| Often broke and alone, so I coped on my own |
| 'Til eventually I was lost somewhere in between |
| Somewhere far between the past and the place I’m going |
| Got some scars on my heart that I’m never showing |
| Rather keep to myself than to plead for your help |
| It’s why I’m craving nicotine when the liquor flowing |
| See the smile on they face, say it take time |
| But the timing is killing me, rather fake mine |
| The obsessions of depressed and awake minds |
| Is it fate trying to tell me something I can’t see? |
| A lot of this is really starting to seem like the same lines |
| A feeling that been killing me slowly |
| If I’m real, ain’t nobody truly know me |
| A cold world when the days all lonely |
| It’s got me spilling out my guts and my secrets |
| When I’m staring at the moon, it’s a reflex |
| Wishing I could bring back who I once was |
| But maybe then this whole song would just mean less |
| I’m still praying when I’m gone they’ll remember me |
| And the days I was broke they won’t ever see |
| Temptation in my veins tryna hold on |
| Make the song start to sound like a memory, like a memory |
| Yeah |
| Yeah, I’m still I’m still, I’m still tryna run from myself |
| Yeah, I’m still I’m still, I’m still tryna run from myself |
| I just never ran away |
| I’m still I’m still, I’m still tryna run from myself |
| Yeah, I’m still I’m still, I’m still tryna… |