Vertigo
My head is spinning
An overdose of gravity
Quicksand in the hourglass is
Sinking under me
We've all felt the flood that pools inside of our hearts
And it's so unforgiving
The hour is late
And I feel like we're all exposed
Vertigo you pick me up just to drop me
Now I'm spinning free
We are the ugly truth
We are the living proof
Living in a dying reality
The clock is spinning
Defying gravity
Silhouette of blinding light
Call it destiny
We've all felt the fire
That burns a hole in our hearts
Leaving embers inside me
Sold my soul
Burns my destiny
It's all going up in smoke
With the rest of me
Sold my soul
Burns my destiny
It's all going up in smoke
With the rest of me
The hour is late
And I feel like we're all exposed
Vertigo you pick me up just to drop me
Now I'm spinning free
We are the ugly truth
We are the living proof
Living in a dying reality
The hour is late
And I feel like we're all exposed
Vertigo you pick me up just to drop me
Now I'm spinning free
We are the ugly truth
We are the living proof
Living in a dying reality
Sold my soul
Burns my destiny
It's all going up in smoke
With the rest of me
Sold my soul
Burns my destiny
It's all going up in smoke
With the rest of me
An overdose of gravity
Quicksand in the hourglass is
Sinking under me
We've all felt the flood that pools inside of our hearts
And it's so unforgiving
The hour is late
And I feel like we're all exposed
Vertigo you pick me up just to drop me
Now I'm spinning free
We are the ugly truth
We are the living proof
Living in a dying reality
The clock is spinning
Defying gravity
Silhouette of blinding light
Call it destiny
We've all felt the fire
That burns a hole in our hearts
Leaving embers inside me
Sold my soul
Burns my destiny
It's all going up in smoke
With the rest of me
Sold my soul
Burns my destiny
It's all going up in smoke
With the rest of me
The hour is late
And I feel like we're all exposed
Vertigo you pick me up just to drop me
Now I'm spinning free
We are the ugly truth
We are the living proof
Living in a dying reality
The hour is late
And I feel like we're all exposed
Vertigo you pick me up just to drop me
Now I'm spinning free
We are the ugly truth
We are the living proof
Living in a dying reality
Sold my soul
Burns my destiny
It's all going up in smoke
With the rest of me
Sold my soul
Burns my destiny
It's all going up in smoke
With the rest of me
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Writer(s): Michael Johnson
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