Fresh Air lyrics

The bottles freezing my ears are bleeding And I can't get it outta my head It's 6 o'clock and it still won't stop And I'm afraid I'm almost dead The weight of the world falls down on me All my problems seem so far away The weight of the world calls down to me Calls me a whore tells me I'm free (I'm still hoping you'll say you're sorry I get up I get up just to fall back down) My devils callin my angels fallin and don't forget to breathe It's 7:30 my face is dirty and the ground is glued to me I know I said it's over, it's over This time is the last time but I lied