Fireball
Fireball in a coffee cup
It's April 2015 and I'm throwing up
I black out on the bathroom floor
While you and all of our friends
Are on the other side of the door
The other side of the door
I wake up in a different place
With Drake on the stereo
Dust on the emergency brake
I split right at the seams
And you and all of our friends
Are on the other side of a dream
The other side of a dream
But sleep will never come
Too many nights
I stay up late and spill my guts
Nothing changes
Then it's 10:00 and i'm waking up
Three-quarters dead and thinking
How can I get through the day
So I can go home and get drunk
I can feel it sinking in
How all this drinking starts to draw me thin
But what's one drunken night
Or one more hungover day
I can push myself to the light
I will push myself to the light
I will try to make some sense
I owe it to my parents and my friends
I will earn the present tense
I know that I can take control again
I will try to make some sense
I need to be better, I owe it to my friends
I will take control again
I will, I will, I will, swear it
But sleep will never come if I don't let it
And even though I know this all might sound pathetic
I don't want to have to change
But I know I can't survive if I stay the same
It's April 2015 and I'm throwing up
I black out on the bathroom floor
While you and all of our friends
Are on the other side of the door
The other side of the door
I wake up in a different place
With Drake on the stereo
Dust on the emergency brake
I split right at the seams
And you and all of our friends
Are on the other side of a dream
The other side of a dream
But sleep will never come
Too many nights
I stay up late and spill my guts
Nothing changes
Then it's 10:00 and i'm waking up
Three-quarters dead and thinking
How can I get through the day
So I can go home and get drunk
I can feel it sinking in
How all this drinking starts to draw me thin
But what's one drunken night
Or one more hungover day
I can push myself to the light
I will push myself to the light
I will try to make some sense
I owe it to my parents and my friends
I will earn the present tense
I know that I can take control again
I will try to make some sense
I need to be better, I owe it to my friends
I will take control again
I will, I will, I will, swear it
But sleep will never come if I don't let it
And even though I know this all might sound pathetic
I don't want to have to change
But I know I can't survive if I stay the same
Credits
Writer(s): Ben Dickerson
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