Songtext von DARK MODE

Ya ever been up at 3 am Climbing up into a stand Black Benelli on your shoulder Cold sixer in your hand Yeah, I need to get away From a life from I fucking hate Yeah, I know it ain't the season But I'm out here hunting demons It's a special kinda hell, feeling small in a small town You can't escape your mistakes Or the pain you just live in the fall out 'Cause all I've ever known is feeling alone Right down to my bones 'Cause it ain't just my phone On dark mode On dark mode I'm talking black boots, black jeans Black tee, black ink Deep down under my skin Talking black holes, black hearts Black souls, black marks Left where ever I been It's a special kinda hell, feeling small in a small town You can't escape your mistakes Or the pain you just live in the fall out 'Cause all I've ever known is feeling alone Right down to my bones 'Cause it ain't just my phone On dark mode On dark mode Every time I think of leaving I get pulled back by these demons I get pulled back by these demons I get pulled back by these demons It's a special kinda hell, feeling small in a small town You can't escape your mistakes Or the pain you just live in the fall out 'Cause all I've ever known is feeling alone Right down to my bones 'Cause it ain't just my phone On dark mode On dark mode Darkmode On dark mode