Music: Micah Martin/Taylor Zachary Morgan
Those medical pills are pushing me over
I kill my feel three times a day
These has enough feels will make me stronger
Was that to take the pain away
I'm called a liar imagining I'm just to back home
Hanging through the man when they pass you
Let's talk about running away with passion
Raise a glass to know you don't got to fight it alone
Alone, alone
You don't got to fight it alone
Alone, alone
Don't be so personal
I will take me out of the round
I'm going under
I will take me out of the round
I'm going under
All we love, all we love
All we've done just to run with all we're trying
Take me out of the round
I'm going under
I'm going under
Everyone seems dead in their dreams
But we still wake up from our sleep
Everyone seems dead in their dreams
But we still wake up from our sleep
I'll be home soon
You don't got to fight it alone
Alone, alone
You don't got to fight it alone
Alone, alone
You don't got to fight it alone
Alone, alone
Don't be so personal
I will take me out of the round
I'm going under
I will take me out of the round
I'm going under
Who do you rely on now
I know the worst, I know I know the worst
Who can you come home now
I know the worst, I know I know the worst