Текст песни Orange Bottles - Wyatt Flores

Good morning sir, hope you guys are on the road
Just calling to check on you and see where you're at
Love you

Empty orange bottles and 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
Starin' like a deer in the high beams
Tell me I'm nothin' 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 feelin' like I'm out on the run
Yeah, who am I kiddin'? Who have I become?
This old town makes my heart wanna beat on a thump of a drum
Yeah, what am I chasin'? Who have I become?
Yeah, what am I chasin'? Who have I become?

I'm grateful for anythin' 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 fallin' down
But I'll get high again at the next town

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

'Cause it's so hard to keep my head up feelin' 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 chasin'? Who have I become?
Yeah, what am I chasin'? Who have I become?

Yeah, what am I chasin'? Who have I become?