OUT OF GAS Lyrics

I've been running, I've been hunting, trying to free myself

Court of public opinion have you reached a verdict?

357 pain reliever, even the preacher man hit the spliff and passed it down

Kinda like the trauma that I'm feeling now

I like to keep it packed up

My back up against the wall

So I'm far away when the fruit falls don't ask me if it's all worth it,

Cause I don't think you'll like the truth

I don't think you'll like it

And I've been tripping out

A little distant now

And if I missed the count

Send the demons down

This ain't like anything that I've done before

But maybe it is

My life's moving too fast, I wish I could pause it

I slow dance with the skeletons in my closet

Here's another piece of me to deposit

I'm out of gas too often

I'm out of gas too often