Chasing echoes through the corner of my mind
Hollow eyes are stepping out into the nightNow the void is opened calling me inside
It's hard to hide
I'm hanging by a thread, I'm waiting for you call
My hands are turning red
I'm hanging by a thread, I thought I had it all
My parachute's in shredsAll the miles I ride, body turning thin
A couple piece of paper trying to open
I'm climbing up the rabbit hole, I feel the spin
And chase the windI'm hanging by a thread, I'm waiting for you call
My hands are turning red
I'm hanging by a thread, I thought I had it all
My parachute's in shreds
Songwriters
Don Gilmore, James Culpepper, Jared Hartmann, Kristen May, Lacey Mosley, Pat Seals, Sameer BhattacharyaPublished by
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