From the recording Rough Draft EP (Deluxe Edition)
Lyrics
Smoke got me high in a local bar
Writing all over the bathroom wall
Throw up in a dirty stall
Doing vocal warmups I gotta play it off
It's one o'clock on a Wednesday
Traffic getting heavy can't stay in my lane
But I gotta go play three shows today
You know it's all the same
I wake up, give a scratch, then I take my ass
To the studio, I play a note, but I’m too broke to eat healthy, though
So, after that, well, I go and play a show, but watch out ‘cause I'm a fucking danger, bro
I'm bout to blow
This world's too cold
I do it all, but I'm still a stranger, though
My health's on low
I'm like Nintendo, but I'm a real dude trying make ends meet
I'm not Mario
These things get heavy
They come crashing down on me
These things get heavy
They come crashing down
They come crashing down
Smoke got me high in a local bar
Writing all over the bathroom wall
Throw up in a dirty stall
Doing vocal warmups I gotta play it off
‘Cause, I gotta get in front of the crowd and make sure that I play it loud
No room for second chances now
This is all I've got; there's only one shot I gotta take it out
Aim between the eyes; there's no room for disguise
I’ve gotta kill the show before I make a life
And, if I do it right, then I'm never gonna die
‘Cause my name will live on forever and there's no fall I will ever take
Never look back
I only focus what tomorrow brings
These things get heavy
They come crashing down on me
These things get heavy
They come crashing down
They come crashing down
They come crashing down
They come crashing down