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Some days I feel I can’t even
Make it though anymore
I get up I get down I get lost in the thoughts racing through my mind
Am I bad am I good am I dead in my sin or forgiven again
I got these mood swings
They got me thinking crazy things
Am I Superman
Or a stupid man
These mood swings
Put me on top of the world
Til I crash and burn
Sometimes the drive in me
Becomes my own enemy
I don’t eat I can’t sleep I can’t
Stop til I run out of dopamine
I crash hard I stay down I think
How much longer can I hold on
My light is burning out
And I am growing cold
I run my stupid mouth
Just to prove a point