I'm just a fly on the wall
I slip and I fall
I drown in your water
You like to party get wasted
I don't do molly no more
I pack my bags
I leave the dice
Im gonna roll my clovers
I'm just a kid from Chicago
Wanna be Zach from that Bayside
All in my head
Lying in bed
Laughing at something I said
Thinking bout something I shouldn't do
Thinking bout you make my stomach weak
Grinding my teeth
Die in my sleep
Then I wake up in a dream
I'll be alright in the morning
Only remember my nightmares