Dog Days
I'm not a kid anymore I'm just lying
Like the old family dog on the floor
Racing through my days towards death
And I don't know what for
It's my life and I'm always looking back at it
Just some reject of Gifted & Talented
I can pretend that I'm not just sad again
Is this growing old? Am I growing up?
I hold close to my best friends, and they do their best to hold me up
Sometimes I dream that Emmett's still around, but he's never there when I wake up
Woke up from a dream, I guess something more like a nightmare
I don't know what I'd do, if you and you weren't always there
I'm just afraid of dying
I'm just afraid of death
I'm not a kid, I'm just lying
Can't get it out of my head
Can't help but relive the moment, you know everything changed when my brother died
Hear my mom leave that voicemail all over again, time after time
God, I don't understand what this means and why I feel what I feel
God, I don't understand, and I'm afraid I never will
I'm just afraid of dying
I'm just afraid of death
I'm not a kid, I'm just lying
Can't get it out of my head
It could happen at any minute and
I can't take my eyes off the minute hand
Have I done enough in the time I've been living
To deserve all the time I've been given
If I lost it all today
Would I regret the dog days
I can't stop, and I can't slow
All I know is that I don't know
I can't learn and I can't grow
I can't close my eyes, and relax, no
I can't sleep, and I can't dream
I can't plan for something bigger than me
I don't know what I need
I need to feel part of something bigger than me
I'm not a kid
You're not dying
Or drowning in Grand Lake
Or fading out, not anymore
I'm not a kid
You're not dying
Or drowning in Grand Lake
Or fading out, not anymore
I'm not a kid
You're not dying
Or drowning in Grand Lake
Or fading out, not anymore
I'm not a kid
You're not dying
Or drowning in Grand Lake
Or fading out
Like the old family dog on the floor
Racing through my days towards death
And I don't know what for
It's my life and I'm always looking back at it
Just some reject of Gifted & Talented
I can pretend that I'm not just sad again
Is this growing old? Am I growing up?
I hold close to my best friends, and they do their best to hold me up
Sometimes I dream that Emmett's still around, but he's never there when I wake up
Woke up from a dream, I guess something more like a nightmare
I don't know what I'd do, if you and you weren't always there
I'm just afraid of dying
I'm just afraid of death
I'm not a kid, I'm just lying
Can't get it out of my head
Can't help but relive the moment, you know everything changed when my brother died
Hear my mom leave that voicemail all over again, time after time
God, I don't understand what this means and why I feel what I feel
God, I don't understand, and I'm afraid I never will
I'm just afraid of dying
I'm just afraid of death
I'm not a kid, I'm just lying
Can't get it out of my head
It could happen at any minute and
I can't take my eyes off the minute hand
Have I done enough in the time I've been living
To deserve all the time I've been given
If I lost it all today
Would I regret the dog days
I can't stop, and I can't slow
All I know is that I don't know
I can't learn and I can't grow
I can't close my eyes, and relax, no
I can't sleep, and I can't dream
I can't plan for something bigger than me
I don't know what I need
I need to feel part of something bigger than me
I'm not a kid
You're not dying
Or drowning in Grand Lake
Or fading out, not anymore
I'm not a kid
You're not dying
Or drowning in Grand Lake
Or fading out, not anymore
I'm not a kid
You're not dying
Or drowning in Grand Lake
Or fading out, not anymore
I'm not a kid
You're not dying
Or drowning in Grand Lake
Or fading out
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Writer(s): Henry Desroches
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