Stuck in the backseat, glass in my front teeth Wake up to a cold sweat, wonder if I'm dead yet Ditch crashing, off-road Spun out of control I would let you know, but I'm not there Free falling again Deep diving, no fins I would let you in, but I'm too tired Want to pull the trigger, still can't feel my fingers Waiting for s savior approving my behavior Why do you always need an explanation I keep dipping my toes in Stuck in the backseat, glass in my front teeth Wake up to a cold sweat, wonder if I'm dead yet Take a hit, sugar spit Craving attention, need a new injection