Go ahead and leave me out your plans
Let go of my hand
Poisoned by your trance
Can't do this again
No more ties, I'm cutting off all the ends, like
No more chances, turn around at the red light
Blood on my jeans goes well with the red wine
Another day down, another bottle by the bedside
Remember when we had the best times
Never thought we'd have a deadline
And it's starting to feel like the end times
I been through this shit like 10 times
I been told to move to the west side, grind, work hard for them dead guys
But one thing that I realized early on, I never wanted headlines
Guess I'll wait 'till the bell chimes, know that I was never one to tell lies
I never know what the hell I been doing, nonetheless I felt fine
I always wonder why the hell why I destroy everything that felt right
So here incomes the high tide, I wish it was another timeline
Where we worked out and you weren't full of doubt, like why's this happening?
Like, let me out, this ain't real, my vision started blackening
I ran my mouth, out of desperation started blabbering
Think I lost count, all the demons 'round me I been battling
Go ahead and leave me out your plans
Let go of my hand
Poisoned by your trance
Can't do this again
No more ties, I'm cutting off all the ends, like
No more chances, turn around at the red light
Blood on my jeans goes well with the red wine
Another day down, another bottle by the bedside
Six O - Plans Lyrics
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Go ahead and leave me out your plans
Let go of my hand
Poisoned by your trance
Can't do this again
No more ties, I'm cutting off all the ends, like
No more chances, turn around at the red light
Blood on my jeans goes well with the red wine
Another day down, another bottle by the bedside
Remember when we had the best times
Never thought we'd have a deadline
And it's starting to feel like the end times
I been through this shit like 10 times
I been told to move to the west side, grind, work hard for them dead guys
But one thing that I realized early on, I never wanted headlines
Guess I'll wait 'till the bell chimes, know that I was never one to tell lies
I never know what the hell I been doing, nonetheless I felt fine
I always wonder why the hell why I destroy everything that felt right
So here incomes the high tide, I wish it was another timeline
Where we worked out and you weren't full of doubt, like why's this happening?
Like, let me out, this ain't real, my vision started blackening
I ran my mouth, out of desperation started blabbering
Think I lost count, all the demons 'round me I been battling
Go ahead and leave me out your plans
Let go of my hand
Poisoned by your trance
Can't do this again
No more ties, I'm cutting off all the ends, like
No more chances, turn around at the red light
Blood on my jeans goes well with the red wine
Another day down, another bottle by the bedside
Let go of my hand
Poisoned by your trance
Can't do this again
No more ties, I'm cutting off all the ends, like
No more chances, turn around at the red light
Blood on my jeans goes well with the red wine
Another day down, another bottle by the bedside
Remember when we had the best times
Never thought we'd have a deadline
And it's starting to feel like the end times
I been through this shit like 10 times
I been told to move to the west side, grind, work hard for them dead guys
But one thing that I realized early on, I never wanted headlines
Guess I'll wait 'till the bell chimes, know that I was never one to tell lies
I never know what the hell I been doing, nonetheless I felt fine
I always wonder why the hell why I destroy everything that felt right
So here incomes the high tide, I wish it was another timeline
Where we worked out and you weren't full of doubt, like why's this happening?
Like, let me out, this ain't real, my vision started blackening
I ran my mouth, out of desperation started blabbering
Think I lost count, all the demons 'round me I been battling
Go ahead and leave me out your plans
Let go of my hand
Poisoned by your trance
Can't do this again
No more ties, I'm cutting off all the ends, like
No more chances, turn around at the red light
Blood on my jeans goes well with the red wine
Another day down, another bottle by the bedside
Writer: Cody Burns
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid