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Give it a second, I'm no good at thinking on my feet, I- I think I'm blacking out again I heard the sound ringing out like it's Haley's Comet Should walk it back, I need it Sometimes I'm aimless, try my best to carry on these days with A little bit of hope inside The hours pass with the same old kind of comfort They hold true, they always do Everybody's running from a halo Everyone thinks that they're bad inside Everyone takes what they can handle Everyone thinks they're too young to die Up in the air, if I get out of here, I'd kill for an hour alone Shaky at best for the time that you spent up in the air alone I need a moment to get outside of my head, I'm trying God knows that that shit's never right No further questioning, it's making perfect sense to me now I gotta chase it on my own So elusive like a white stallion, I wanna take it for a ride Get up, get going boy, it's your last chance to get it working God knows that that shit's never right Everybody's running from a halo Everyone thinks that they're bad inside Everyone takes what they can handle Everyone thinks they're too young to die From Letras Mania