Text Me When You Get Home

Made it through another night
Won the battle not the fight
I'm the last of my species
So I'll always be alone
The lights are on but no one's home

Take a pill and go to sleep
Pray the lord my soul to keep

Just gotta get to the weekend
But it's days out
And I'm just so strapped in
And I'm leaving
So text me when you get home

It's freezing cold and my phone is dead
Feel like a burnt out cigarette
In this world that put screws into my head
It's easier to look away instead

Take a pill and go to sleep
Pray the lord my soul to keep

Just gotta get to the weekend
But it's days out
And I'm just so strapped in
And I'm leaving
So text me when you get home



Credits
Writer(s): Garrett Greaves
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