Always pacing from the anxiousness
I'm unsafe inside my home
I am being drained of all purpose
Seeping from soul to soles
I'm falling away from me and I'm always calling me out
I need room to breathe but I keep falling away from me and I'm always calling me out
I need room to breathe but...
I play hide and seek
You can find me in the trees
Leaves, they fall and crunch
Death from up above
I'm falling away from me and I'm always calling me out
I need room to breathe but i keep falling away from me and I'm always calling me out
I need room to breathe
Take off the gloves, hook to the face
Always reeling, spitting my teeth onto the stage
My cocktail is some blood in my shot of Fernet
Frances Video (MV)
Performed By: Local Sports
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Cody Vansickle, Jimmy Seechan, Joshua Brundige, Stephan Phan
Local Sports - Frances Lyrics
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Always pacing from the anxiousness
I'm unsafe inside my home
I am being drained of all purpose
Seeping from soul to soles
I'm falling away from me and I'm always calling me out
I need room to breathe but I keep falling away from me and I'm always calling me out
I need room to breathe but...
I play hide and seek
You can find me in the trees
Leaves, they fall and crunch
Death from up above
I'm falling away from me and I'm always calling me out
I need room to breathe but i keep falling away from me and I'm always calling me out
I need room to breathe
Take off the gloves, hook to the face
Always reeling, spitting my teeth onto the stage
My cocktail is some blood in my shot of Fernet
I'm unsafe inside my home
I am being drained of all purpose
Seeping from soul to soles
I'm falling away from me and I'm always calling me out
I need room to breathe but I keep falling away from me and I'm always calling me out
I need room to breathe but...
I play hide and seek
You can find me in the trees
Leaves, they fall and crunch
Death from up above
I'm falling away from me and I'm always calling me out
I need room to breathe but i keep falling away from me and I'm always calling me out
I need room to breathe
Take off the gloves, hook to the face
Always reeling, spitting my teeth onto the stage
My cocktail is some blood in my shot of Fernet
Writer: Cody Vansickle, Jimmy Seechan, Joshua Brundige, Stephan Phan
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid