(Good morning, son)
(Hope you guys are on the road)
(Just calling to check on you)
(And see where you're at, love you)

Empty orange bottles, dirty white pills
Scattered on the floor of cheap hotels
Mold in the bottom of my coffee cup
Somehow I still gotta wake up

Room full of eyes I've never seen
Staring like a deer in the high beams
Tell me I'm nothing with your dirty looks
Judge me by the cover, throw away the book
Well, I'm so numb I can't tell if I'm alive

'Cause it's so hard to keep my head up
Feeling like I'm out on the run
Yeah, who am I kidding? Who have I become?
This old town makes my heart wanna beat on a thump of a drum
Yeah, what am I chasing? Who have I become?
Yeah, what am I chasing? Who have I become?

I'm grateful for anything that I get
All I want is just a cigarette
Burn my throat, burn my lungs
I wish someone knew who the hell I was
Waking up sure feels like falling down
But I'll get high again at the next town

'Cause it's so hard to keep my head up
Feeling like I'm out on the run
Yeah, who am I kidding? Who have I become?
This old town makes my heart wanna beat on a thump of a drum
Yeah, what am I chasing? Who have I become?
Yeah, what am I chasing? Who have I become?

'Cause it's so hard to keep my head up
Feeling like I'm out on the run
Yeah, who am I kidding? Who have I become?
This old town makes my heart wanna beat on a thump of a drum
Yeah, what am I chasing? Who have I become?
Yeah, what am I chasing? Who have I become?
Yeah, what am I chasing? Who have I become?

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