You're Out Of My Top 8 Paroles

It's ten seconds to the new year

And i feel that this one could start out worse than the last

Worse than the last

I'm going to sleep alone and waking up in a shitty bed

I need to get home and see my friends

This was meant to be the summer of our lives

But i'm over it already

And the nights seem so long

But i know that when winter comes i'll be so sick of the fucking cold

I need something more to keep me going
I'm living in my dreams and i feel like i

Never lived the past

I've been dragged out of my life

And out of my fucking mind

And i never said a word

And this place will never feel like home

I need a plan

I need a way out

I'm waiting for the right time to make a fucking run for it