Back up on the road, all alone, MIA Every time I blink, I'm on a different stage Every girl I see, can't help but see your face So I overmedicate hoping that Wonder who you’d fuck if I was gone? Show me it’s real baby Fuck me through the phone Stacking missed calls in different time zones Sold out shows baby and I cry alone Here but never there It's slowly breaking me to act like I don't care I'm on in five, I need help to climb the stairs Stretched thin, fueled of pills, and some prayers I think I went so fucking high that I doubt I'll land Thoughts of leaving it all behind, but I doubt I can't Gun to my temple backstage as they scream Under the lights, things ain't ever what they seem Back up on the road, I'm all alone I untie the rope, I stop snorting all that dope And every time oh blink I'm on a different stage An-and every time o blink, I'm all alone I'm out of hope, just another oddy trope I'm familiar with slipping in a downward slope Untie the rope, I start snorting all that fuckin' dope I gotta go, tell'em all I said I'll miss 'em though I gotta go, there's a piece of me back on the road I left it there just in case, I need a backup soul My grave's a hole right now, I'll fill It one day, o don't know I'll learn to cope and find a way to never self implode I know how it goes I didn't mean to grow It happened all so slow I'ma struggle till I'm soaked Blood, sweat and tears overflow Rusted hope can be cleaned and made into gold Thank you $uicedeboy$