BoyWithUke
I’ll make it home to you
[Verse 1]
Life is immaculate
Backing it up a bit
Counting my hours and knocking on wood
Avoiding my opposites
Chewing on chocolate
Had a bit limited time but i should
Be good for a minute
Don't want to admit it
I'm running on seconds
I'm rigid, i'm screwed
Don't know what to do

[Chorus]
So i keep running
Rolling through all these punches
These days i'm feeling nothing
Unfazed cuz i'm unconcious
I'll make it home to you
There's blood up on my t-shirt
And dirt up on my body
I'll make sure nobody heard
There's nobody to stop me