Where Was I
Heavy heart and everything turns grey
I wrote a note I'm not so proud of
My bottle's half gone that's the pessimist in me
A lot of hopes that I just ran out of
Clear view of the dirty rain water
Dripping off of the shutters on the fifteenth floor
Lex is a pro got me in a daze
I can see the sounds of the city
I don't sleep no more
I kinda think of death way to often
Too many doubts til my mouth's like cotton
I thought I hit rock bottom
Built a glass house then I hit rock bottom
Where was I
When I lost my sense of self
I'm paralyzed
There's so much I can't help
I fantasize
I could walk with you again
I'll cut ties with the devil 'cause I don't wanna fuck around
And bury all my friends
Where was I
A lot of loss and I wonder where time goes
There's still a lot of shit I'm so damn proud of
A year moves slow how much time I spent alone
In a funk that I can't get out of
I kinda think of death way to often
Too many doubts til my mouth's like cotton
I thought I hit rock bottom
Built a glass house then I hit rock bottom
Where was I
When I lost my sense of self
I'm paralyzed
There's so much I can't help
I fantasize
I could walk with you again
I'll cut ties with the devil 'cause I don't wanna fuck around
And bury all my friends
Where was I
Oh shit here we fucking go again
Pussy money drugs been the only thing filling me
Drinking every night trying to fill the void of feeling it
You got me feeling nice I just might hand you my letterman
I smile even through the hurt I smile
It's so hard to look up when you're down
This over my head I might drown
Where was I
When I lost my sense of self
I'm paralyzed
There's so much I can't help
I fantasize
I could walk with you again
I'll cut ties with the devil 'cause I don't wanna fuck around
And bury all my friends
Where was I
I wrote a note I'm not so proud of
My bottle's half gone that's the pessimist in me
A lot of hopes that I just ran out of
Clear view of the dirty rain water
Dripping off of the shutters on the fifteenth floor
Lex is a pro got me in a daze
I can see the sounds of the city
I don't sleep no more
I kinda think of death way to often
Too many doubts til my mouth's like cotton
I thought I hit rock bottom
Built a glass house then I hit rock bottom
Where was I
When I lost my sense of self
I'm paralyzed
There's so much I can't help
I fantasize
I could walk with you again
I'll cut ties with the devil 'cause I don't wanna fuck around
And bury all my friends
Where was I
A lot of loss and I wonder where time goes
There's still a lot of shit I'm so damn proud of
A year moves slow how much time I spent alone
In a funk that I can't get out of
I kinda think of death way to often
Too many doubts til my mouth's like cotton
I thought I hit rock bottom
Built a glass house then I hit rock bottom
Where was I
When I lost my sense of self
I'm paralyzed
There's so much I can't help
I fantasize
I could walk with you again
I'll cut ties with the devil 'cause I don't wanna fuck around
And bury all my friends
Where was I
Oh shit here we fucking go again
Pussy money drugs been the only thing filling me
Drinking every night trying to fill the void of feeling it
You got me feeling nice I just might hand you my letterman
I smile even through the hurt I smile
It's so hard to look up when you're down
This over my head I might drown
Where was I
When I lost my sense of self
I'm paralyzed
There's so much I can't help
I fantasize
I could walk with you again
I'll cut ties with the devil 'cause I don't wanna fuck around
And bury all my friends
Where was I
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Nelson, Andrew Baylis, Christopher Jay Linck, Derek Tyler Carter
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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