Overdose - Beyond Unbroken

Turn back the clock to how I came to be

A kid with a dream who’s so angry

A loner on guitar and skipping out on class

And teachers keep telling me that I won’t last

Half-past eight and I’m about to break

Doctor’s keep saying it’s my A.D.D

(Straight F’s on your card)

Yeah, that means «Fuck you!»

Saying I’m crazy and to drop the rockstar

Dream and be a good doctor «I'd make a good doc»

Maybe I could make a good lawyer somehow

It’s like I’m falling fast straight through the glass

The pills they tend to never last oh no

I’m starting to let go

Seeing black when I react

My head’s wrapped up, no turning back I know

I’m like an overdose

Little taste of fame and groupies everywhere

Left my old band 'cause my heart wasn’t there

(Bro you’re making a mistake — Did he really cut his hair?)

They’re calling me crazy and I really don’t give a shi-

Someone call a good doctor «Is there a good doc?»

Probably time to find a good Lawyer right now

It’s like I’m falling fast straight through the glass

The pills they tend to never last oh no

I’m starting to let go

Seeing black when I react

My head’s wrapped up, no turning back I know

I’m like an overdose

The pills go down, the sun comes up

I’m never giving up

The same old fashion with new passion

I’m never growing up

It’s like I’m falling fast straight through the glass

The pills they tend to never last oh no

I’m starting to let go

Seeing black when I react

My head’s wrapped up, no turning back I know

I’m like an overdose