Alex Wampler - Missed Calls

Mornings spent climbing to the ceiling
Until we fall
I've been ashing out my breakfast
Till I'm breathless with the drawls
Keep me toasted for the jam I'm in
Doors keep slamming
So I'm on a record rambling
My room's still in shambles
From the mess I'm mishandling
Oh how it's damaging to me
When half the shit I say
I don't even believe
Cause shit ain't what it seems
When your heart's on your sleeve
Watch the way it fray's
When they pull on the strings
I've been trying cut them off
I've been tryna change
But costumes never comin off
Masking all my pain with the beads
Like it's Mardi Gras
Adderall addiction
Was evicting how I lived
I was tryna fix my problems
But the problem's what I did
Depression and the drugs
Are just never gonna blend
You can brush it off
Make up lies to use again
But the further you run
It's the harder it'll hit you in the end

Days seem to pass
When you spend it reminiscing
On the shit that I've been missing
From losing my inhibition
And my vision looking hazy
From the swisher we've been passing
The furnace in my lungs
Turn these backwoods into ashes
And it's got me asking
How the fuck can I survive
Without spark of passion
You got to take some punches
To be everlasting
But my fight is passing
And now my body's dragging
I can't keep on flashing
Fake smiles to camera
I wanna drop this weight
But they just tell me I need to man up
The fear of showing tears
Can keep a man behind a wall
Laying bricks out when they bawl
Isolated when they fall
So I've been praying for a call
That's just never reached my phone
I guess they're busy today
But even if it came
What the fuck do I say?
I mean, I try to mind my business
Just to stay out the way
I guess I'll turn my phone off
And try ignoring the pain

Written by:
Dale Wampler

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