When I drink I lay on my side
You never know if tonight's the night
I'm dreaming I'm petrified
Screaming, crying inside my mind
Stuck on the borderline
Crossing over don't feel so right
Falling from deadly heights
The flashbacks they don't look like mine
I'm calling collect on
All the messages I'm meaning to send on
All the shit that's getting stuck in my head
Fuck the internet making me braindead
You know it's like
Tryna get out of this town and your car breaks
When all the homies say they're down but show up late
When I'm almost at the peak but have to turn away
Call me a victim of circumstance
