I need a doormat I need a chaser I need like 4 more I picked up the pacers 'Cause I need a taser I need a backpack Dripped out in flowers I need my life back And I need a grip I'm stress as shit I'm anxious, I'm biting All up on my fingers I'm feeling thin, I'm feeling so thin 'Cause I'm not a failure Hundred moon rounds and the shoes so sticky No sleep 'cause the sheets so itchy Full blood moon when the teeth get pointy I can see it in your eyes when I let you down Baby I don't wanna spray it Can we tone it down Blacked out on the floor where I'm at now Driving through the eye of storm getting locked down I can see it in your eyes when I let you down Baby I don't want spray it Can we tone it down Blacked out on the floor where I'm at now Driving through the eye of storm getting locked down Yeah, throwing the dice And I throw it twice Then I get it back I took a risk, sunk all my ships, I'm swimming back Reflect on my past, know I did wrong, going too fast I gotta slow down but they cut my brakes, they want me to crash I can see it in your eyes when I let you down Baby I don't wanna spray it Can we tone it down Blacked out on the floor where I'm at now Driving through the eye of storm getting locked down I can see it in your eyes when I let you down Baby I don't want spray it Can we tone it down Blacked out on the floor where I'm at now Driving through the eye of storm getting locked down