Clayton Jennings
Get Out of My Life
Get out of my life
I don't wanna see you anymore
I don't wanna fear you anymore
I'm done looking over my shoulder like you're coming to get me
I don't know how, but somehow you got in me
And now I can't stop thinking about what happened or didn't happen or could've happened
In my windshield, my past is massive
I've always been more aggressive than passive
Unless we're on a country road and I pass ya
But even on a joyride, you haunt me
You're like a coat of cold ice, I can feel you when you're on me
And I can't get warm
You stalk me and you swarm
So this is me divorcing you
You cursed me, so I'm cursing you
On your bully board, I'm the first you choose
On my prayer board, you're the first to lose
God consume them with fire until my enemies die
I pray for my enemies every morning and every night
Then I sit back and let God take the fight
I refuse to wear this shame, I refuse to be held in the past
Because it was hell in my past
You can tell if we pass
Because you can tell the age in my young eyes
Too many sleepless nights and watery eyes
Thirty-one with a [wild?] life a surprise
And I'd rather be open with my followers than hide this
But maybe I'll have to die before you'll buy this