Get Out
I'd do anything to get out
No I don't think I'll make it out
I wish I could get out
Of this head of mine
No I don't think I'll make it out
Dead or alive
Try hard not to fall back into these patterns
Chasing love to run away faster
See the finish line and head backwards
Young, dumb, love sick bastard
I know I need some help
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Im reaching up through the rafters
Somebody save me from myself
And point my ass to a pastor
Well since Ann Mary passed I haven't been the same
People asking where the fuck is Gage
Secluded in my room to hide the pain
Confused to why He took my everything
Hopelessness and my suppressed emotion
Drowning in myself this life an ocean
Love just tends to drag me like the tides
Just need someone to save me from my mind
I wish I could get out
Of this head of mine
No I don't think I'll make it out
Dead or alive
Try hard not to fall back into these patterns
Chasing love to run away faster
See the finish line and head backwards
Young, dumb, love sick bastard
Confused to why He took my everything
Confused to why He took my everything
I'd do anything to get out
Of this head of mine
No I won't make it out
Dead or alive
Try hard not to fall back into these patterns
Chasing love to run away faster
See the finish line and head backwards
Young, dumb, love sick bastard
No I don't think I'll make it out
I wish I could get out
Of this head of mine
No I don't think I'll make it out
Dead or alive
Try hard not to fall back into these patterns
Chasing love to run away faster
See the finish line and head backwards
Young, dumb, love sick bastard
I know I need some help
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Im reaching up through the rafters
Somebody save me from myself
And point my ass to a pastor
Well since Ann Mary passed I haven't been the same
People asking where the fuck is Gage
Secluded in my room to hide the pain
Confused to why He took my everything
Hopelessness and my suppressed emotion
Drowning in myself this life an ocean
Love just tends to drag me like the tides
Just need someone to save me from my mind
I wish I could get out
Of this head of mine
No I don't think I'll make it out
Dead or alive
Try hard not to fall back into these patterns
Chasing love to run away faster
See the finish line and head backwards
Young, dumb, love sick bastard
Confused to why He took my everything
Confused to why He took my everything
I'd do anything to get out
Of this head of mine
No I won't make it out
Dead or alive
Try hard not to fall back into these patterns
Chasing love to run away faster
See the finish line and head backwards
Young, dumb, love sick bastard
Credits
Writer(s): Gage Hally
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