'Cause I'm so tired running from the fire
Feeling kinda low yeah so I get higher
'Cause I'm so tired running from the fire
Feeling kinda low, yeah, so I get higher
Running from the big racks, hide 'em in my backpack
I will never look back, I don't wanna back track, oh-oh
Wrote a will at 21, so tragic
22 and I picked out my casket
I'm afraid I won't live much longer
But I'm writing up all of these songs first
Too much money in my hands
I don't even understand
I can't even comprehend what I'm doing
All this stress up in my head
Popping pills to get some rest
I don't wanna end up dead, I'm losing
'Cause I'm so tired running from the fire
Feeling kinda low, yeah, so I get higher
'Cause I'm so tired running from the fire
Feeling kinda low, yeah, so I get higher
Running from the big racks, hide 'em in my backpack
I will never look back, I don't wanna back track, oh-oh
I don't wanna be this
I wish they could see this
I've been waiting for the point when
I wake up and say how did I get here
All these thoughts in my head made me so low
And when they build up I just might explode
Anxiety inside of me got way too much that's wrong with me
What's wrong with me? I know
Tired, running from the fire
Feeling kinda low, yeah, so I get higher
'Cause I'm so tired running from the fire
Feeling kinda low, yeah, so I get higher
Running from the big racks, hide 'em in my backpack
I will never look back, I don't wanna back track, oh-oh
Tired, running from the fire
Feeling kinda low, yeah, so I get higher
Running from the big racks, hide 'em in my backpack
I will never look back, I don't wanna back track, oh-oh