Out Of Pocket
I need a minute to get over myself
My system seems to be overloading
I need a minute to breathe if nothing else
And let go of this pain I keep holding
Sometimes I just want to run
Just need a chance to let go of the past
And start to live here in this moment
But it's easier said than done
I'm tired of feeling outta pocket
Like I've become the fucking problem
I gotta find a way to stop it
Before the fruit becomes rotten
I'm trying to find a light that guides
I put my heart inside a locket
I'm tired of feeling outta pocket
Sometimes the notion to let go of it all
Gets a little bit overwhelming
I need a potion to stand me up tall
Mister, is there something to sell me?
I've tried my ways for too long
I'm tired of feeling outta pocket
Like I've become the fucking problem
I gotta find a way to stop it
Before the fruit becomes rotten
I'm trying to find a light that guides
I put my heart inside a locket
I'm tired of feeling outta pocket
Please forgive me, I'll admit it
I ain't been the one you need
Nothing's perfect, just a version
Of the world you wanna see
I'm tired of feeling outta pocket
Like I've become the fucking problem
I gotta find a way to stop it
Before the fruit becomes rotten
I'm trying to find a light that guides
I put my heart inside a locket
I'm tired of feeling outta pocket
I'm tired of feeling outta pocket
My system seems to be overloading
I need a minute to breathe if nothing else
And let go of this pain I keep holding
Sometimes I just want to run
Just need a chance to let go of the past
And start to live here in this moment
But it's easier said than done
I'm tired of feeling outta pocket
Like I've become the fucking problem
I gotta find a way to stop it
Before the fruit becomes rotten
I'm trying to find a light that guides
I put my heart inside a locket
I'm tired of feeling outta pocket
Sometimes the notion to let go of it all
Gets a little bit overwhelming
I need a potion to stand me up tall
Mister, is there something to sell me?
I've tried my ways for too long
I'm tired of feeling outta pocket
Like I've become the fucking problem
I gotta find a way to stop it
Before the fruit becomes rotten
I'm trying to find a light that guides
I put my heart inside a locket
I'm tired of feeling outta pocket
Please forgive me, I'll admit it
I ain't been the one you need
Nothing's perfect, just a version
Of the world you wanna see
I'm tired of feeling outta pocket
Like I've become the fucking problem
I gotta find a way to stop it
Before the fruit becomes rotten
I'm trying to find a light that guides
I put my heart inside a locket
I'm tired of feeling outta pocket
I'm tired of feeling outta pocket
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Bryant Robertson, Benjamin Daniel Wells, John Frederick Young, Steve Allen Jr Jewell
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