Wreck Your Life
Brandon put it best when he told me "This is hell."
Wiser words have never been said
Minus kess and cain I'm fucking dead
I'm a fucking trainwreck
I'm a bloody mess
I hate this distance, I hate this stress
These days I find myself sleeping just to pass the time
And I find myself working to make sure I'm still alive
I'm a fucking trainwreck
I'm a bloody mess
I hate this distance, I hate this stress...
Wiser words have never been said
Minus kess and cain I'm fucking dead
I'm a fucking trainwreck
I'm a bloody mess
I hate this distance, I hate this stress
These days I find myself sleeping just to pass the time
And I find myself working to make sure I'm still alive
I'm a fucking trainwreck
I'm a bloody mess
I hate this distance, I hate this stress...
Credits
Writer(s): Dan Bourke, Ricardo Joseph Jimenez, Joe Osolin, Jeff Tiu, Travis Reilly
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