Fly By

I can be a little quick to believe deadly lies I've been repeating this cycle for about a hundred times Fly by, like a speed dasher I've been flinching through the helmet I'm the ball catcher Catching the wind where it should blow, there I'll go Without thought to if this breeze is a temporary thing I don't seem to notice That the wind be making promises that it can't keep And it's killing me Fly by Oh-oh Oh-oh Tonight Oh-oh Oh-oh Cause you're never gonna make it home Oh-oh If you stop by every wind that blows Oh-oh Oh-oh, yeah I can be a little cynical Metaphorically hypothetical I don't even know what that means But it's what I think so I said it anyways I used to hide my face But now I look in the mirror way to much Someone please help me Fly by Oh-oh Oh-oh Tonight Oh-oh Oh-oh Cause you're never gonna make it home Oh-oh If you stop by every wind that blows Oh-oh Oh-oh, yeah I'm tripping on my own feet Tryna drive from the back seat I don't know what I'm doing Anymore, anymore But I'm tired of striving All the search with no findings So I'll put it all back behind me Slam the door, slam the door and Fly by Oh-oh Oh-oh Tonight Oh-oh Oh-oh Cause you're never gonna make it home Oh-oh If you stop by every wind that blows Oh-oh Fly by Oh-oh Oh-oh Tonight Oh-oh Oh-oh Cause you're never gonna make it home Oh-oh If you stop by every wind that blows Oh-oh Oh-oh, yeah