Don't come crying to me, when you don't listen to me. We all have a little anxiety, caught up in agaony, this is reality.
We're all going through vulnerability, just sail away at sea.
Last time I was caught up I found myself not following my own advice. Now I'm my own victim. Alcohol drinking me, cigarettes smoking me.
We're all going to feel alone
We all have a empty phone
No matter what the case maybe
We get caught up daydreaming