Vickie Winans Follow

(It feels like time is always running out on me)
I’m scared to death that I’m missing out (on what?)
I don’t know man
That’s just me

And I hate the way these nights
Always fade into days
Where my better judgment’s nowhere to be found

Can’t put myself down ‘til I’m overwhelmed
And swallowed by the sea
I’ll fight the undertow that’s trying to
Drag this life from me

So much of growing up was losing touch for good with
So many old friends
That I’d get bummed out if I had a doubt
That they’d ever even notice

And I hate the way these nights
Always fade into days
Where my better judgment’s nowhere to be found

Can’t put myself down ‘til I’m overwhelmed
And swallowed by the sea
I’ll fight the undertow that’s trying to
Drag this life from me

You won’t drag this life from me

Looking back had to be the black hole
On the calendar this year
I pissed away another day feeling sorry for myself
So I guess in retrospect
The fear of death and loneliness
Take a backseat
Or those bad dreams
Will become reality

Can’t put myself down ‘til I’m overwhelmed
And swallowed by the sea
I’ll fight the undertow that’s trying to
Drag this life from me

Heard what you said about pathetic behavior and how it labels you
But tell me how you’re better off for selling out and giving up
Get a life and then we’ll talk

(It feels like time is always running out on me)
I’m scared to death that I’m missing out (on what?)