Way Out

And if i flipped out on my own

whatever would i want for you to say

on 18 years now all alone

i’m feeling smaller almost everyday

wherever i should go

i’m never coming home

i found my way out

however i can float

i’m never going home

i found my way out

i’ve gotta stop and check my tone

everyone hears just what they wanna hear

and now i’m fucked up in my zone

pitiful fools won’t make it and it’s clear

(YOU’LL NEVER BE) SO WRONG

insane leather fear

i believe it’s near

snakes won’t cross the road

do just as you’re told

everyone is everyone i know

don’t get cracked it’s best to take it slow

you’ll never be so wrong

withering away

too drunk to dream i’ll stay

down I-5 i speed

too rich to be in need.