SpoonFool - 8 Miles High

Eight miles high and you're running out of fumes
Always telling yourself that this is not abuse
You grind your teeth into a crooked smile
To hide the pain underneath that's been there all the while

All alone
No one's home

Eight miles high and you couldn't have assumed
That anyone alive could have been so rude
Running right away and you're running fast
Yet all too soon you find yourself looking back

And again
And again

Eight miles high and you're running out of room
If you can't stay clean then the drugs will be your doom
Eyes open wide as you struggle to survive
Fiending for a hit just so you can feel alive

Can't stop now
Can't stop now
Can't stop now, stop now

Eight miles down you're coming in for the crash
And you're all out of snow but you landed in the grass
You hate the world along with everybody else
Looking to blame somebody but you can only blame yourself

Eight miles high and you're running out of fumes
Always telling yourself that this is not abuse
You grind your teeth into a crooked smile
To hide the pain underneath that's been there all the while

And you're done
Yeah you're done

Written by:
Zachary Kirkpatrick

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