‎race SELF

Lyrics

So I pick a pen, point it at my head I wish I had a mother fuckin gun instead And I scare myself with the things I say But the person in the mirror doesn't wear my face So I tell myself every fucking day As long as you keep walking you're still on your way But my footsteps fade in the fucking rain I'm just waiting for myself to find a chance to faint I'm lost I'm lost I'm lost and I can't recall I'm lost I'm lost I'm lost on my fucking way I wanna run away, run away Let me escape this place, escape this place Can I win a race against myself Is there a quiet place in hell I wanna run away, run away Let me escape this place, escape this place Can I win a race against myself Is there a quiet place in hell