Runaway, Pt. 2

Strap by my bed, when I rest, I don't feel safe without it
I see chalk and yellow tape, with no escape surrounding
Although my head feels like lead, I can't take one mounting
I move sketchy cause I'm anxious, brain is filled with doubting

Run away, run away, believe me, I've tried
Dissociate to get away when I feel I'll cry
Run away, run away, just be safe about it
Take your blade, and pack away, you can't stray without it

Bloodshot eyes, I get high on command
Twenties, thirties, and codeine, man, I don't want to land
I went to counseling, now I'm back to Wonderland
A damn shame that my habits are part of who I am
Proud to say that I ain't relapsed in a month or so
But I don't ever recall my moods as being so low
Seen my surroundings and it feels as I'm being solo
Cause when it all crashes down, it's just me on my own
I was rolling off them pills just to feel nothing
Seeking spiritual healing, I need to feel something
I'm never here, and don't listen, staring blank while I'm twitching
Crossed multiple times, so I always see lies through the vision
Try to smile and to wave, I don't wanna talk
Tryna' vibe, with my phone blasting, I just wanna walk
Everything became mundane as soon as I got sober
Still got the pain from them games, so when I'm turning over, got a

Strap by my bed, when I rest, I don't feel safe without it
I see chalk and yellow tape, with no escape surrounding
Although my head feels like lead, I can't take one mounting
I move sketchy cause I'm anxious, brain is filled with doubting

Run away, run away, believe me, I've tried
Dissociate to get away when I feel I'll cry
Run away, run away, just be safe about it
Take your blade, and pack away, you can't stray without it



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Writer(s): Warrick Dawsey
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