Testo Haunted

I could’ve been the golden boy
OD next to my wife
Who doesn’t care that I died

I’m searching for the answers to
My whole fucking life
In a computer and mic
It always had to be this way
But I just want to remember

That every time I feel afraid
My other option was never
Any more than fading out

So grieve the old and let me go
I’ll fall right back to you

How can not enough for me
Be everything for you

(and I’m haunted by truth)
(don’t leave me out)

(don’t leave me out)

Turn off the radio
Stop the car on the side of the highway

It’s 4 am and the winds feel cold
Why are you standing out in it anyway
Anyway, yeah

So grieve the old and let me go
I’ll fall right back to you

How can not enough for me
Be everything for you

(and I’m haunted by truth)

(don’t leave me out)

(don’t leave me out)

And i feel you
I feel you
But I can’t
I feel you
And I feel you
But I can’t