Everynight I stack my bands up, way up, way up high
Everynight I stack my bands up, way up, way up h-
If you sad then put your hands up, way up, way up high
Every album pick the fans up, every single time
If you're lost or feeling broken, swear that we'll be fine
Every night we fight our omens, always in our mind
Always lost, always gone, always asks what's up with Josh
You don't talk, round the clock, always work, no he don't stop
Everyday's another struggle, finding it hard to breathe
The world around me starts to crumble, I'm finding it hard to be
Started smoking 'cause I'm feeling way too anxious
How the fuck can I be stressed with all these Franklin's
I don't how this shit started, I can't trace it
Ironic God put me through Hell, he's fucking shameless
Everynight I stack my bands up, way up, way up high
Everynight I stack my bands up, way up, way up h-
If you sad then put your hands up, way up, way up high
Every album pick the fans up, every single time
If you're lost or feeling broken, swear that we'll be fine
Every night we fight our omens, always in our mind
If you sad then put your hands up, way up, way up high
Every album pick the fans up, every single time
If you're lost or feeling broken, swear that we'll be fine
Every night we fight our omens
In my mind, it's a climb
Every single night, getting high
Got the pills by my side, too many lines
I'll be fine, every single night
Everynight I stack my bands up, way up, way up high
Everynight I stack my bands up, way up, way up h-
If you sad then put your hands up, way up, way up high
Every album pick the fans up, every single time
If you're lost or feeling broken, swear that we'll be fine
Every night we fight our omens, always in our mind