Trip on the Horizon

Never one to go without, I always keep a spare
Glaze the view of my mind, the poison burns me
See me at my lowest high, ought to know it's pointless
Moving forward is unreal, looking back is useless

Keep it going
I'm sure it's alright
Feed my addiction
I can never die

Got my keys under the couch, I'm ready to take off
Dressed in yesterday's attire, set myself on fire
Stare into the westbound sun, trip on the horizon
Living on the Eastern shore, know it could be colder

Keep it going
I know it's alright
Feed my addiction
I can never die



Credits
Writer(s): Zackery Allen
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