| I’m busy counting myself out
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| Can’t go a single day without
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| Thoughts in my head have me
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| Misled and then storms break out
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| I think that I could use a break
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| To laugh at all of my mistakes
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| When I’m upset I must suspect
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| Afraid that bad luck is my fate
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| I think I’m dying, to find a way to feel
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| Alive, I keep trying to do more than surviving
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| I won’t waste all my time wishing that I was
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| Done, I’m done lying, I’m gonna find a way out
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| I’m gonna find a way out
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| I tend to set myself on fire
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| Whenever I
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| My head’s an amplifier wire
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| Short circuit my brain
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| I tend to drive myself insane
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| The anxiety of everything
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| It cuts me deep and when
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| I’m six feet under, I’ll regret this pain
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| I think I’m dying, to find a way to feel
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| Alive, I keep trying to do more than surviving
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| I won’t waste all my time wishing that I was
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| Done, I’m done lying, I’m gonna find a way out
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| I’m gonna find a way out
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| I’m gonna find a way out
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| I won’t waste all my time wishing that I was
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| Done, I’m done lying, I’m gonna find a way out
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| I’m gonna find a way out
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| I’m gonna find a way out |