Under the gun now, can't say how i feel.
there's so much shit inside my head.
if i fuck this up is it all on me?
there's somewhere else i'd rather be,
there's no way out i'm losing my mind,
there's somewhere else i'd rather be...there's someone else i'd rather see.
out of sight never out of mind my...
my stomach's sick, just want to go home.
just staring at a ringless phone.
So where did things go wrong now?
a lack of passion, focus, drive, my head is fuckin' gone.
i'm calling out now.
losing faith, not saving face don't let it ruin me.
i'm calling out.
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