Low

I don't wanna be that far ahead

Tell me something new, that I won't be scared

I can hear the bells ringin' off in there

People seem hard to break

Paper thin like a fuckin' castaway

Noise clouds sayin' na-na, that's the way

That's the wave, I passed the lane

It's not my day, ah

So fuck it, I'ma open that door if it never comes to save me, yeah

And I can hit another home run if you really wanna make me, yeah

But I'm tryna hit the back roads

I just hopped up off the porch, and I feel blown

Everything's different

But everything's the same when you feel low

Feel like death, I guess

It's been a little minute, so I hide it

It's been a little minute, but I digress

I heard that

You don't have to see things like him

You don't have to ask why like him

You don't have to be high like him

So fuck it, I'ma open that door if it never comes to save me, yeah

And I can hit another home run if you really wanna make me, yeah

But I'm tryna hit the back roads

I just hopped up off the porch, and I feel blown

Everything's different

But everything's the same when you feel low

I fix my cup real slow

How long have I been here for?

I've got no leverage, oh

And it seems like, and it feels like, ah

So fuck it, I'ma open that door if it never comes to save me, yeah

And I can hit another home run if you really wanna make me, yeah

But I'm tryna hit the back roads

I just hopped up off the porch, and I feel blown

Everything's different

But everything's the same when you feel

(Low, low, low, low)

(Low, low, low, low)

(Low, low, low, low, low, low)

(Low, low, low, low)