Stuck!
I tried
Too many times
To find the high of my life
Most times
Ended up imploding
Well I'm doing my best
Stuck in a fall
I keep repeating, void of meaning
While they're bringing me down
Cut ties
With the preacher and the missionaries
In the back row
I walk a tightrope
Take all the high roads
Pretending it's the time of my life
Watching the right shows
Hitting the high notes
But everything's been catching my eye
It's stuck in my mind
I'm in a state
Stuck in a way
I need a change
Gonna innovate
They're gonna pay
Feels like someone beat the hell out of me
Dreamer, believer
Waisting on the other side
Cold air, blank stare
Coughing up a little blood
High on a feeling
Got my feet up on the ceiling
While they're pulling me down
I did it again
So unappealing
When their fists are always swinging
Hear the deafening crowd
It turns out
I did it again
Again, again, again, again
I'm in a state
Stuck in a way
I need a change
Gonna innovate
They're gonna pay
Feels like someone beat the hell out of me
I'm in a state
Stuck in a way
I need a change
Gonna innovate
They're gonna pay
Feels like someone beat the hell out of me
I hear a sound
It's deafening
Above the crowd
A signaling
I shrug it off
A love remiss
A cosmic force
I'll never glimpse
I'm in a state
Stuck in a way
I need a change
Gonna innovate
They're gonna pay
Feels like someone beat the hell out of me
I'm in a state
Stuck in a way
I need a change
Gonna innovate
They're gonna pay
Feels like someone beat the hell out of me
Too many times
To find the high of my life
Most times
Ended up imploding
Well I'm doing my best
Stuck in a fall
I keep repeating, void of meaning
While they're bringing me down
Cut ties
With the preacher and the missionaries
In the back row
I walk a tightrope
Take all the high roads
Pretending it's the time of my life
Watching the right shows
Hitting the high notes
But everything's been catching my eye
It's stuck in my mind
I'm in a state
Stuck in a way
I need a change
Gonna innovate
They're gonna pay
Feels like someone beat the hell out of me
Dreamer, believer
Waisting on the other side
Cold air, blank stare
Coughing up a little blood
High on a feeling
Got my feet up on the ceiling
While they're pulling me down
I did it again
So unappealing
When their fists are always swinging
Hear the deafening crowd
It turns out
I did it again
Again, again, again, again
I'm in a state
Stuck in a way
I need a change
Gonna innovate
They're gonna pay
Feels like someone beat the hell out of me
I'm in a state
Stuck in a way
I need a change
Gonna innovate
They're gonna pay
Feels like someone beat the hell out of me
I hear a sound
It's deafening
Above the crowd
A signaling
I shrug it off
A love remiss
A cosmic force
I'll never glimpse
I'm in a state
Stuck in a way
I need a change
Gonna innovate
They're gonna pay
Feels like someone beat the hell out of me
I'm in a state
Stuck in a way
I need a change
Gonna innovate
They're gonna pay
Feels like someone beat the hell out of me
Credits
Writer(s): Brooks Whitehurst, Seth Findley, Ryan Solomon
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