I’ll be right back, I’m goin’
Feelin’ back, I’m goin’
Feelin’ back and back again
Tracin’ the shadows of my demons on the ceiling fan
Talkin’ to God about who I used to be and who I am
I used to hate the pain but now I barely give
I’m standin’ in crowded
it to you even to
when I’m runnin’ from
And hell
Oh, just another
Oh, cavin’
my God, this feelin’
another up all night
Oh, how twist that knife
hate this feelin’
I’ll right
and I’m goin’
Through back and back
and back again
diggin’ deeper deeper shakin’ with reaper
talkin’ to Jesus, should be pickin’ up
But broke
That ain’t up with alcohol
And every
Swear I’ll swear that I won’t
But of I
Got much broken, I’ll
many habits that don’t
Oh, another two way
Oh, cavin’
Oh hate this feelin’
Oh, another up all night
knows twist that
God, I this
I’ll be right back,
Through hell and back
and back again
another two way
my chest cavin’
Oh my God, hate
Oh, just night
how to that
Oh my feelin’
I’ll be right
and back,
and back back
Hell and back