Everybody's Scared Songtext
von Don't Call it a Comeback

You gotta let me go,
I think you figured it out
How it all spins slowly
And you find yourself surrounded by this mess.
All my friends are high,
I feel so alone in this crowded room.
I can feel the heat of another summer coming soon.
Take a little time
I′ll be sitting here like I always do
Wasting too much time
Everybody's watching, now make your move.
Don′t tell me bad news, I'm tired this week
And I think that I am wearing thin.
Even if I found my voice,
Who says that you would ever hear me out again?
Speak a little softer, I wanna hear this louder,
Because the silence seems to make me sick.
The echoes in my own head
Are driving me insane,
And I think that I could use a break.


You always felt like spring,
Warm enough to hurt a little less
But you were always still too cold to let me completely forget.
Tonight I'm getting high,
Pretending I have somewhere better to be.
I lost it right there in the driveway,
duced my knuckle to the concrete.
Don′t tell me bad news, I′m tired this week
And I think that I am wearing thin.
Even if I found my voice,
Who says that you would ever hear me out again?
Speak a little softer, I wanna hear this louder,
Because the silence seems to make me sick.
The echoes in my own head
Are driving me insane,
And I think that I could use a break.
This bottle's drowning you out,
I hope you don′t make a sound
Just let me speak my piece and count to ten.
So I can finally get to sleep.
These thoughts are keeping me up
Yeah that, or it's all the drugs
I took tonight so I could rest my eyes.
Now the walls are whispering,
I lost myself again
Can′t feel the ground beneath my feet.
Don't tell me bad news, I′m tired this week
And I think that I am wearing thin.
Even if I found my voice,
Who says that you would ever hear me out again?
Speak a little softer, I wanna hear this louder,
Because the silence seems to make me sick.
The echoes in my own head
Are driving me insane,
And I think that I could use a break.
Don't tell me bad news, I'm tired this week
And I think that I am wearing thin.
Even if I found my voice,
Who says that you would ever hear me out again?
Speak a little softer, I wanna hear this louder,
Because the silence seems to make me sick.
The echoes in my own head
Are driving me insane,
And I think that I could use a break.