Foot to my neck again, Suspect number one
Trying to get over it, can’t get that shit done
playing to the crowd for friends never means none
Instead of giving up I go on the run
what do you see
that used to be me
where are you going
am i coming
this isn’t a question
this is reality
I don’t know the answers
so I should leave
I’ve got mad growing to do, without you being here
I wouldn’t change it if you wanted to disappear
you aren’t listening the crowd is growing wild
instead I’m leaving us for a little while
what do you see
that used to be me
where was she going
and will she live in peace
this isn’t a game show
this is my life
I don’t know the answers
but being alone feels right…