Go ahead and leave me out your plans

Let go of my hand

Poisoned by your trance

Can't do this again

No more ties, I'm cutting off all the ends, like

No more chances, turn around at the red light

Blood on my jeans goes well with the red wine

Another day down, another bottle by the bedside

Remember when we had the best times

Never thought we'd have a deadline

And it's starting to feel like the end times

I been through this shit like 10 times

I been told to move to the west side, grind, work hard for them dead guys

But one thing that I realized early on, I never wanted headlines

Guess I'll wait 'till the bell chimes, know that I was never one to tell lies

I never know what the hell I been doing, nonetheless I felt fine

I always wonder why the hell why I destroy everything that felt right

So here incomes the high tide, I wish it was another timeline

Where we worked out and you weren't full of doubt, like why's this happening?

Like, let me out, this ain't real, my vision started blackening

I ran my mouth, out of desperation started blabbering

Think I lost count, all the demons 'round me I been battling

Go ahead and leave me out your plans

Let go of my hand

Poisoned by your trance

Can't do this again

No more ties, I'm cutting off all the ends, like

No more chances, turn around at the red light

Blood on my jeans goes well with the red wine

Another day down, another bottle by the bedside