LIVIN’ LAUGHIN’ LOVIN’ (feat. Hastings) کے بول

Tight rope, balance all the tension Wherever I go Is it my condition? Or is it the high road That's always there to take My self-inflicted pain 'Cause every day's a crisis when you're down All my vices screaming too loud Run until I'm underneath the ground But I'll figure it out If I flood the house with my blood I'ma have to clean it up Will it be enough? I can't make it make sense It's all out of my hands I'm doing what I can With the mess that I am Is everyday the same? Or do I need to readjust my brain? 'Cause I wanna stare right at the Sun Sink my teeth into my tongue Just to feel something for once 'Cause every day's a crisis when you're down All my vices screaming too loud Run until I'm underneath the ground But I'll figure it out If I flood the house with my blood I'ma have to clean it up Will it be enough? I can't make it make sense It's all out of my hands I'm doing what I can With the mess that I am Take what you need If you're leaving, then I don't wanna stop you 'Cause you already see the mess that I am If you take the air from my lungs Like I'm screaming at the Sun Will it be enough? I can't make it make sense It's all out of my hands I'm doing what I can With the mess that I am With the mess that I am With the mess that I am With the mess that I am With the mess that I am