In Hiding
Getting nowhere while running in circles,
No you can't get no peace of mind
Drink every last drop in the bottle
And spent my very last dime
You're running scared, cold, broken, and mangled
Is this my lot in life?
Stuck in a fog of fear and paranoia
In life you suffer and you die
I've been locked inside for days, wastin' time
Waitin' for something to change me
But I feel like hiding away to avoid my lies
Falling down, there's no gettin' back up
Kills your ambition and drive
Second chances for every sucker but
My lack of interest is killin' mine
Medicate me 'cos I'm sick in the head, but now
I'm just sick in my heart
Feeling alive is a fleeting thing
Oh man, it's tearin' me apart
I've been locked inside for days, wastin' time
Waitin' for something to change me
But I feel like hiding away to avoid my lies
If I could, I would get my toes back in the sand
And try to escape this prison
But this feeling's got me tremblin' and shakin' again
It all adds up to nothing
Somebody help, get me out of my head
I'm losing this fight
Desperate times call for desperate measures
And I fear it's nearing my time
I've been locked inside for days, wastin' time
Waitin' for something to change me
But I feel like hiding away to avoid my lies
No you can't get no peace of mind
Drink every last drop in the bottle
And spent my very last dime
You're running scared, cold, broken, and mangled
Is this my lot in life?
Stuck in a fog of fear and paranoia
In life you suffer and you die
I've been locked inside for days, wastin' time
Waitin' for something to change me
But I feel like hiding away to avoid my lies
Falling down, there's no gettin' back up
Kills your ambition and drive
Second chances for every sucker but
My lack of interest is killin' mine
Medicate me 'cos I'm sick in the head, but now
I'm just sick in my heart
Feeling alive is a fleeting thing
Oh man, it's tearin' me apart
I've been locked inside for days, wastin' time
Waitin' for something to change me
But I feel like hiding away to avoid my lies
If I could, I would get my toes back in the sand
And try to escape this prison
But this feeling's got me tremblin' and shakin' again
It all adds up to nothing
Somebody help, get me out of my head
I'm losing this fight
Desperate times call for desperate measures
And I fear it's nearing my time
I've been locked inside for days, wastin' time
Waitin' for something to change me
But I feel like hiding away to avoid my lies
Credits
Writer(s): Charlie Hale, Chris Simental, Danita Clark, Eric Vasquez, Jenifer Roosevelt
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