More to Me

The rush, the feeling of falling Enough to make me feel nothing The one thing that I can't let go of Better think that I'm starting to wear thin Again, no sense of direction And I can't keep coming back to this, old friend Back to this day I won't let the fear of the fallout Rob me of clarity I know what it's like at the bottom And this means more to me Than always fighting uphill I would rather listen and be still In the moment, not so concerned with Where I've been and where I'm going Set my sights on the here and now Set aside the vicious cycle Got so usеd to always staying down Somehow I fell And I can't keep coming back to this, old friend (to this, old friеnd) I won't let the fear of the fallout Rob me of clarity I know what it's like at the bottom And this means more to me Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh Better think that I'm starting to wear thin Again, no sense of direction And I can't keep coming back to this, old friend I won't let the fear of the fallout Rob me of clarity I know what it's like at the bottom And this means more to me Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh (this means more to me) Oh, oh Oh, oh (the fear of the fallout) Oh, oh, oh-oh