Gavin Gold

Lyrics

Balanced on a diving board at night
My stomach grips my heart so tight
I throw the empty bottle and it crashes down and causes a fight
I gotta get out of sight
Under the cabana is a chair
The shadow of a corpse is there
It thinks it's always thinking but it's only a balloon with hot air
It's flying out of control
You better beware
As I stumble my way back
I will stumble my way back to my room
As I stumble my way back
And carry on
Looking at my hands as they shake
I think I need a pizza break
I'm thinking carbohydrates with a little bit of fiber
Might cure a tragic heartache
There's absolutely nothing I can do
As I try to get through to you
I wanna jump off a bridge, put my head in a fridge
Turning from red to blue
Hope that you will see it too
As I stumble my way back
I will stumble my way back to my room
As I stumble my way back
And carry on 3x
Balanced on a diving board at night
My stomach grips my heart so tight
As I stumble my way back
I will stumble my way back to my room
As I stumble my way back
I will stumble my way back to my room
As I stumble my way back