MESS

(альбом: Maybe Next Year - 2022)

JK, really?
Hey Ross, sauce is 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 love
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
Rolling something in the night
Made my pain go poof, I stay in [?]
Don't need friends, [?]
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 love
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 love
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
Yeah
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