Back up on the road, all alone, MIA
Every time I blink, I'm on a different stage
Every girl I see, can't help but see your face
So I overmedicate hoping that
Wonder who you’d fuck if I was gone?
Show me it’s real baby
Fuck me through the phone
Stacking missed calls in different time zones
Sold out shows baby and I cry alone
Here but never there
It's slowly breaking me to act like I don't care
I'm on in five, I need help to climb the stairs
Stretched thin, fueled of pills, and some prayers
I think I went so fucking high that I doubt I'll land
Thoughts of leaving it all behind, but I doubt I can't
Gun to my temple backstage as they scream
Under the lights, things ain't ever what they seem

Back up on the road, I'm all alone
I untie the rope, I stop snorting all that dope
And every time oh blink I'm on a different stage
An-and every time o blink, I'm all alone

I'm out of hope, just another oddy trope
I'm familiar with slipping in a downward slope
Untie the rope, I start snorting all that fuckin' dope
I gotta go, tell'em all I said I'll miss 'em though
I gotta go, there's a piece of me back on the road
I left it there just in case, I need a backup soul
My grave's a hole right now, I'll fill It one day, o don't know
I'll learn to cope and find a way to never self implode
I know how it goes
I didn't mean to grow
It happened all so slow
I'ma struggle till I'm soaked
Blood, sweat and tears overflow
Rusted hope can be cleaned and made into gold

Thank you $uicedeboy$