[Intro]
Oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh
[Hook: GAWNE]
I just feel so hollow, liquor in my bottle
Drinkin' till I don't feel that pain anymore, no more
Will someone please come save me from my sorrow?
Life can be so hard when you're heartbroke
Better tomorrow, today I'm a wallow
Until then, I feel so hollow
(Hollow)
[Post-Chorus: GAWNE]
Save me from myself
Save me
(Save me from myself)
[Verse 1: GAWNE]
Ah, ah
Save me from myself
If I go down this road, I'm probably gon' take an L
Oh, well, just a shell of my old self
A part of me's broken, but I won't tell you about the heartbreak hotel
It's been hard, I go dwell at timеs, hell if I know
Why the fuck I'm so dead insidе, barely getting by (Oh)
With this medication that I've been prescribed (Oh-oh)
I don't fuck with anybody anymore
Favorite letter is the letter I
What is free will to a gun that kills?
We just fund these wars for the fun, cheap thrills (Oh)
Till our troops come home from the humvee tours (Oh-oh)
Now they're mentally ill, so we send 'em some pills
Like a bungee cord, they've been stretched too thin
But ain't no price too steep, in the end, if we win, right? (Oh)
I just pray to God that he's real, cause if not (Oh-oh)
What's the point? We just live a couple years then we die and disappear
Heh, fuck
Oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh
[Hook: GAWNE]
I just feel so hollow, liquor in my bottle
Drinkin' till I don't feel that pain anymore, no more
Will someone please come save me from my sorrow?
Life can be so hard when you're heartbroke
Better tomorrow, today I'm a wallow
Until then, I feel so hollow
(Hollow)
[Post-Chorus: GAWNE]
Save me from myself
Save me
(Save me from myself)
[Verse 1: GAWNE]
Ah, ah
Save me from myself
If I go down this road, I'm probably gon' take an L
Oh, well, just a shell of my old self
A part of me's broken, but I won't tell you about the heartbreak hotel
It's been hard, I go dwell at timеs, hell if I know
Why the fuck I'm so dead insidе, barely getting by (Oh)
With this medication that I've been prescribed (Oh-oh)
I don't fuck with anybody anymore
Favorite letter is the letter I
What is free will to a gun that kills?
We just fund these wars for the fun, cheap thrills (Oh)
Till our troops come home from the humvee tours (Oh-oh)
Now they're mentally ill, so we send 'em some pills
Like a bungee cord, they've been stretched too thin
But ain't no price too steep, in the end, if we win, right? (Oh)
I just pray to God that he's real, cause if not (Oh-oh)
What's the point? We just live a couple years then we die and disappear
Heh, fuck
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