Alex's Song
Driving uphill, got my foot glued to the gas
Ain't no letting up now, all I got is in this glass
Ain't nobody to blame
Ain't nobody to say goodbye to
Hard to make change, but at least I can say I tried to
Taking my aim, 'cause this shot might be my last
Conversations with myself
Can't stand hearing somebody else say I got it, I got it, I got, got
So damn stubborn, banging on doors
Won't admit my heart's on the floor
'Cause I got it, I got it, I got, got
Can somebody help me?
Can somebody help?
Can somebody help me?
Can somebody help?
Can somebody help me?
Can someone convince me I'm okay?
Can somebody help me?
Can somebody help?
Can somebody help me?
Can somebody help?
Can somebody help me?
Can someone convince me I'm okay?
Can somebody help?
So like...
Demons, they follow me home at night
I try, and I try, and I try, and I try, and I try
Feelings like this, they never get old
And I always feel like I'm out of control, when I
When I'm not with you
I know that I'm not what you need
It hurts, and it hurts 'til I bleed
Darken my blood so I feel
Why can't you just let this shit be?
Conversations with myself
Can't stand hearing somebody else say I got it, I got it, I got, got
So damn stubborn, banging on doors
Won't admit my heart's on the floor
'Cause I got it, I got it, I got, got
Can somebody help me?
Can somebody help?
Can somebody help me?
Can somebody help?
Can somebody help me?
Can someone convince me I'm okay?
Can somebody help
Ain't no letting up now, all I got is in this glass
Ain't nobody to blame
Ain't nobody to say goodbye to
Hard to make change, but at least I can say I tried to
Taking my aim, 'cause this shot might be my last
Conversations with myself
Can't stand hearing somebody else say I got it, I got it, I got, got
So damn stubborn, banging on doors
Won't admit my heart's on the floor
'Cause I got it, I got it, I got, got
Can somebody help me?
Can somebody help?
Can somebody help me?
Can somebody help?
Can somebody help me?
Can someone convince me I'm okay?
Can somebody help me?
Can somebody help?
Can somebody help me?
Can somebody help?
Can somebody help me?
Can someone convince me I'm okay?
Can somebody help?
So like...
Demons, they follow me home at night
I try, and I try, and I try, and I try, and I try
Feelings like this, they never get old
And I always feel like I'm out of control, when I
When I'm not with you
I know that I'm not what you need
It hurts, and it hurts 'til I bleed
Darken my blood so I feel
Why can't you just let this shit be?
Conversations with myself
Can't stand hearing somebody else say I got it, I got it, I got, got
So damn stubborn, banging on doors
Won't admit my heart's on the floor
'Cause I got it, I got it, I got, got
Can somebody help me?
Can somebody help?
Can somebody help me?
Can somebody help?
Can somebody help me?
Can someone convince me I'm okay?
Can somebody help
Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Saint John, Carson Thatcher, August Grant, Alex Chapman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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