Mess Songtext
von Justin Stone

JK, really?
Hey Ross, sauce it up
Yeah

Tired of the mess I′ve made
I been fed up, keep my head up, but I can not
The more I feel low, then the less I change
Wanna be alone, but I'm feeling land-locked

Waited all my life to take that chance
Toured around the world, still a failure in my eyes
Looking back, all alone, cannot hide the stress
Way before I knew about it, I was in my prime


Rollin′ something in the night
Made my pain go poof, I stay in vicious
Don't need friends, all your fate
I need cash, I need space
Told myself I'm good enough, but I′m lying to my face, yeah

Tired of the mess I′ve made
I been fed up, keep my head up, but I can not
The more I feel low, then the less I change
Wanna be alone, but I'm feeling land-locked

Tired of the mess I′ve made
I been fed up, keep my head up, but I can not
The more I feel low, then the less I change
Wanna be alone, but I'm feeling land-locked

Yeah, probably die before I wake
If I don′t, listen up, something in my head saying
Probably die before I wake
If I don't, listen up, something In my head saying


Tired of the mess I′ve made
I been fed up, keep my head up, but I can not
The more I feel love, then the less I change
Wanna be alone, but I'm feeling land-locked