MESS

JK, really?
 Hey Ross, sauce it 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 low, 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
 Rollin' something in the night
 Made my pain go poof, I stay in vicious
 Don't need friends, all your fate
 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 low, 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 low, then the less I change
 Wanna be alone, but I'm feeling land-locked
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 Yeah, probably die before I wake
 If I don't, listen up, something in my head saying
 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