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 down, act like I don't care
I'm only vibing, 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
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 left a note tell, them all I said I'll miss 'em tho
I gotta go, there's a piece of me back on the road
I left a trail just in case, I need a backup soul
If there's a hole I'll fill it one day, I don't know
I learned to cope and find a way to never self implode
I know how it goes
I didn't mean it, bro
It happened all so slow
I'ma struggle till I'm soaked
Blood, sweat and tears on my robe
Rusted hope can be cleaned and made into gold
