| Counting Crows on the radio | |
| Ten'O clock late drive home | |
| It's cold and | |
| I'm freezing | |
| It's going to be a long | |
| October And | |
| I don't have reasons to believe in much anything | |
| Alright (Verse) | |
| Bouncing Souls on my speaker phone | |
| Hartford walking all alone | |
| Back and forth from 6 to 4 | |
| Metal walls, cold concrete floors | |
| Yesterday's leaves started falling down | |
| And I hope for my sake | |
| I didn't lose it all (Chorus) | |
| My mind is gone and so am | |
| I Now I see the world through different eyes | |
| So everything around me is starting to weigh me down | |
| But I'm not dead | |
| I swear to | |
| God I'm sleeping underground | |
| For everything around me is starting to weigh me down | |
| But I'm not dead | |
| I swear to | |
| God I'm making my way out (Verse) | |
| Foo Fighters on my headphones | |
| On the way to the next show | |
| It's still cold and | |
| I'm freezing | |
| And it's been a long | |
| December A reason to bury this year | |
| When the past in the past (Chorus) | |
| My mind is gone and so am | |
| I Now I see the world in different eyes | |
| So everything around me is starting to weigh me down | |
| But I'm not dead | |
| I swear to | |
| God I'm sleeping underground | |
| For everything around me is starting to weigh me down | |
| But I'm not dead | |
| I swear to | |
| God I'm making my way out (Bridge) | |
| When I was young my dad would always say "The darknest nights before the brighest day" | |
| I found my way but it was just on luck | |
| It took me lying on my back | |
| To start looking up (Chorus) | |
| Everything around me is starting to weigh me down | |
| But I'm not dead | |
| I swear to | |
| God I'm sleeping underground | |
| For everything around me is starting to weigh me down | |
| But I'm not dead | |
| I swear to | |
| God I'm making my way out |