Dust Me Off
Sometimes I don't feel alright
Keeps me shaking, up all night
And there's nothing I can do
But I want to talk to you
This shit's making me feel bad
I'm so sick of feeling sad
Why can't I shake this mess?
Keeps on running through my head
I can't get out of bed
Stomache's sick, dizzy head
Singing helps alright,
But I been singing all night
Trying to open up my eyes
Take some time to realize
Sometimes shit won't feel alright
Got to remember to fight
Off the darkness that comes in,
Sometimes.
Turn that sorrow
Into something
That feels right
You're a true friend
I can count on,
When I'm blue
You pull me up,
You dust me off,
You pull me through.
Sometimes looks
Aren't on my side
Keeps me shaking, up all night
And there's nothing I can do
But I want to talk to you
This shit's making me feel bad
I'm so sick of feeling sad
Why can't I shake this mess?
Always running through my head
Now I can't get out of bed
Stomache's sick, dizzy head
Singing helps alright,
But I been singing all night
Try to open up my eyes
Take some time to realize
Sometimes shit won't feel alright
Got to remember to fight
Off the darkness that creeps in,
Sometimes.
And turn that sadness
Into something that feels right
Cause you're a true friend
I can count on,
When I'm blue
You pull me up,
You dust me off,
You pull me through.
You're my love
(Wha-ah-ah-oh)
Yeah, you're my love
(Wha-ah-ah-oh)
It's true you're my love
(Wha-ah-ah-oh)
Darling, it's true
(Doo-doo-doo-doo)
Keeps me shaking, up all night
And there's nothing I can do
But I want to talk to you
This shit's making me feel bad
I'm so sick of feeling sad
Why can't I shake this mess?
Keeps on running through my head
I can't get out of bed
Stomache's sick, dizzy head
Singing helps alright,
But I been singing all night
Trying to open up my eyes
Take some time to realize
Sometimes shit won't feel alright
Got to remember to fight
Off the darkness that comes in,
Sometimes.
Turn that sorrow
Into something
That feels right
You're a true friend
I can count on,
When I'm blue
You pull me up,
You dust me off,
You pull me through.
Sometimes looks
Aren't on my side
Keeps me shaking, up all night
And there's nothing I can do
But I want to talk to you
This shit's making me feel bad
I'm so sick of feeling sad
Why can't I shake this mess?
Always running through my head
Now I can't get out of bed
Stomache's sick, dizzy head
Singing helps alright,
But I been singing all night
Try to open up my eyes
Take some time to realize
Sometimes shit won't feel alright
Got to remember to fight
Off the darkness that creeps in,
Sometimes.
And turn that sadness
Into something that feels right
Cause you're a true friend
I can count on,
When I'm blue
You pull me up,
You dust me off,
You pull me through.
You're my love
(Wha-ah-ah-oh)
Yeah, you're my love
(Wha-ah-ah-oh)
It's true you're my love
(Wha-ah-ah-oh)
Darling, it's true
(Doo-doo-doo-doo)
Credits
Writer(s): Neely Jo Jenkins, Derek Scott Pressnall, Jamie Lynn Williams, Kianna Marie Alarid, Nicholas Edward White
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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