Under

Staring at the ceiling hoping it'll open up
I'm feeling stuck
In my mind I wonder

What could be the reason that I aint having luck
Getting out of this dungeon
I'm going under

Maybe I think about it too much
I should face it but I been way too numb
Life is crazy and since we gotta do sumn
I would rather no chaser yeah

Maybe I think about it too much
I should face it but I been way too numb
Life is crazy and since we gotta do sumn
I would rather no chaser yeah

In my head the party's never over
Antisocial stoner
I can't help the aroma
Uh oh so much for being sober
I been there before
Somehow that is when I throw up

Yeah I'm a mess
I already accepted that
I tried my best
But my ways just ain't having it
Far from depressed
But I'm close to the edge in fact
I blow a pack
And I lay flat out

Staring at the ceiling hoping it'll open up
I'm feeling stuck
In my mind I wonder

What could be the reason that I aint having luck
Getting out of this dungeon
I'm going under

Maybe I think about it too much
I should face it but I been way too numb
Life is crazy and since we gotta do sumn
I would rather no chaser yeah

Maybe I think about it too much
I should face it but I been way too numb
Life is crazy and since we gotta do sumn
I would rather no chaser yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Shiloh Buntin
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