Текст песни ON MY WAY - Ryan Oakes

Late night driving you're running through the bright lights
To pop in a deer up in the headlights
But if you blame me wherever you take me
I'm scared that you'll drive over the edge
Stables Walking over egg shells on my table together any brain cells
I'm on my way
I'll see you in hell
Early morning I wake up with a headache
All these voices they take over my head space
But how can you blame me the way that you
Made me your puppet pulled all my strings
And tell me that we don't have attachments
That jealously always gonna happen
And I want to move on
I'm suddenly to gone to ever remember how it stings
Everyday you wake up on the wrong side of the bed
Mad at me for something that you made up
In your head and I can't stick around for that
I never really liked the sound of that
Everyday you picking fights to say you shoulda left,
But everything you bring up is some shit I never said
I ain't really trying to count on that
I'd rather not stick around for that
I'm on my way
I'll See you in hell
I'm on my way
See you in hell