JK, really?

Hey Ross, sauce it up

Yeah

Tired of the mess I've made

I been fed up, keep my head up, but I can not

The more I feel low, then the less I change

Wanna be alone, but I'm feeling land-locked

Waited all my life to take that chance

Toured around the world, still a failure in my eyes

Looking back, all alone, cannot hide the stress

Way before I knew about it, I was in my prime

Rollin' something in the night

Made my pain go poof, I stay in vicious

Don't need friends, all your fate

I need cash, I need space

Told myself I'm good enough, but I'm lying to my face, yeah

Tired of the mess I've made

I been fed up, keep my head up, but I can not

The more I feel low, then the less I change

Wanna be alone, but I'm feeling land-locked

Tired of the mess I've made

I been fed up, keep my head up, but I can not

The more I feel low, then the less I change

Wanna be alone, but I'm feeling land-locked

Yeah, probably die before I wake

If I don't, listen up, something in my head saying

Probably die before I wake

If I don't, listen up, something In my head saying

Tired of the mess I've made

I been fed up, keep my head up, but I can not

The more I feel love, then the less I change

Wanna be alone, but I'm feeling land-locked