Overseas
Maybe if I go over seas
I won't feel like this
Start a new life like why am I still running from the pain
They always doubted me, called me a lame for trying new things
That relationship fucked me up but they always saying stay strong, it gets better
But I never see that so I don't believe it
They always coming for my neck over stupid shit
Guess that's why I always ran and hid
It's like they always flip the truth
'Till you're really struggling in the booth
Guess I just got to write my feelings and I will be okay
Something that I haven't felt in months
Just trying live without alcohol and drugs
That shits hard but you got to carry on
But I don't want to anymore
Just going to put a bullet through my head, that's what I feel like today
Bullet thru my head
Better off dead, I can see the color red
If I go overseas will you see a better side of me?
I don't really know, I don't want to lose my soul
Satan coming after me, might give in, not let go
All these hoes after my money and not my soul
Working on myself and these bitches know that my goal is
A better me, not overseas
Not smoking dope, but smoking weed, uh
Venting to myself again, but no one understands
Posting all my thoughts, and nobody gives a damn
Wishing for my life to change so I can take a stand
Against all the people that doubted from my past
Wishing on a star that can come down from Mars
Writing all these songs, just me & my guitar
Pain fading out, like I took some biotics
Making sure they're anti, so I can feel the pain
I won't feel like this
Start a new life like why am I still running from the pain
They always doubted me, called me a lame for trying new things
That relationship fucked me up but they always saying stay strong, it gets better
But I never see that so I don't believe it
They always coming for my neck over stupid shit
Guess that's why I always ran and hid
It's like they always flip the truth
'Till you're really struggling in the booth
Guess I just got to write my feelings and I will be okay
Something that I haven't felt in months
Just trying live without alcohol and drugs
That shits hard but you got to carry on
But I don't want to anymore
Just going to put a bullet through my head, that's what I feel like today
Bullet thru my head
Better off dead, I can see the color red
If I go overseas will you see a better side of me?
I don't really know, I don't want to lose my soul
Satan coming after me, might give in, not let go
All these hoes after my money and not my soul
Working on myself and these bitches know that my goal is
A better me, not overseas
Not smoking dope, but smoking weed, uh
Venting to myself again, but no one understands
Posting all my thoughts, and nobody gives a damn
Wishing for my life to change so I can take a stand
Against all the people that doubted from my past
Wishing on a star that can come down from Mars
Writing all these songs, just me & my guitar
Pain fading out, like I took some biotics
Making sure they're anti, so I can feel the pain
Credits
Writer(s): Lucas Parton
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