Its the way of the world that’s what I see

Steady smoking my stuff don’t live for me

Panic attack like I can’t breathe

Drinking again its not that deep

When I finally die will you dig my grave

I cant even tell you the mistakes I made

I just fucking wish that you would’ve stayed

Was it ever me? Were you just afraid

By the stream at the back of the woods now

Still high and I’m waiting for the comedown

How can I get up when all I ever do is fall down

I make it home but I never fucking know how

Another week with it messing up my vision

I cry for help but they never gonna listen

From the ground in the forest where I’ve risen

Into a tree on the roads where I’ve driven

I’m on my own til I get back home

Sorrow hill where the trees stay tall

Sorrow hill where the grass stays grown

I said I’m coming back in the past I know

I’m on my own til I get back home

Sorrow hill where the trees stay tall

Sorrow hill where the grass stays grown

I said I’m coming back in the past I know

Its the way of the world that’s what I see

Steady smoking my stuff don’t live for me

Panic attack like I can’t breathe

Drinking again its not that deep

When I finally die will you dig my grave

I cant even tell you the mistakes I made

I just fucking wish that you would’ve stayed

Was it ever me? Were you just afraid