Verse I Last night got a little crazy I don’t remember, woke up spun with the pasties My friends say I was tweaked out, Passed out on a dirty coach, still in the house It kind a scares me, I don’t know Am out of control, always waking up still in my clothes I wrote a note that said goodbye to pain, good bye to shame But couldn’t find a way, I just cry for days I’m so depressed, soak in wet, I can’t rest These thoughts just beat me to death I’m un-kept I thought of a song my mom used to sing in church But it’s been so long I can’t remember the words
Chorus: Every time you run, every time you hide Every time it hurts, every time you cry Every time you run away, every time you hide your face And it feels so far away, I’m right here, with you Every time you run
Verse II I keep sleeping in don’t want to wake up I keep hearing from the landlord pay up Hide my face in my pillow till the sunsets Hung over and I haven’t seen a pay check I took a job downtown at the factory I was hired and fired with no salary I keep running from responsibility It’s seems impossible, the pressure is hitting me I know I need to man up, or sit down Stand up and get out of this crowd I thought of a song my mom used to sing in church But it’s been so long I can’t remember the words
Chorus: Every time you run, every time you hide Every time it hurts, every time you cry Every time you run away, every time you hide your face And it feels so far away, I’m right here, with you
Verse III Well I know I’m not ready to die, But I’ve Sure thought about the meaning of life Cause I can’t seem to find a purpose for me It’s just the choices and I fail to proceed I got a “get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up I hear voices in my mind, ones a devil, ones Jesus I can feel it can you help me find the pieces Like an angel on my shoulder, you hold the Joy of the lord raising up a soldier You gave me the song my mom used to sing in church I promised not to quit and I remembered the words I promised not to quit and I remembered the words