5 A.M. In the morning

Cold chill in my bones

Old truck come up the hill, I say

Which way you wanna go, say

Ship of my heart, in a lost and found

I don't care about north or west because a

I'm going down

All your decisions are just ruled by fear

You misinterpret everything you hear

We grow pale under these dark clouds of depression

I gotta breakout

That's why I'm leaving this town

They always say, things will get better

Not when or how

I gotta breakout

That's why I'm leaving this town

The only way, thing's will get better

Is to get out now

Wish I knew then what I know now

Or the lessons that I learn when I was younger

I had to learn it all from

The school of hard knocks

But now I left myself with concussions

How 'bout I distant the dark and dismay

People tried to help you but you pushed them away

You know our whole lives

Is under those dark clouds of depression

I gotta breakout

That's why I'm leaving this town

They always say, things will get better

Not when or how

I gotta breakout

That's why I'm leaving this town

The only way, thing's will get better

Is to get out now

I gotta breakout

That's why I'm leaving this town

They always say, things will get better

Not when or how

I gotta breakout

That's why I'm leaving this town

The only way, thing's will get better

Is to get out now