Put Me Under

de grandson

Put me under
Put me under

Turn off my mind
Turn off the news
Turn it all off I’m not ready to choose
Nothing is fine
Nothing to lose
I think my breakdown is long overdue

Tell the doctor I’m ready for
Black

Oh
Put me under
Oh
Put me under

Silent the sound
As I come back around
Let go of all that was holding me down
It’s getting too loud
Alone in the crowd
Holding my breath for so long I might drown

Tell the doctor I’m ready for
Black

Oh
Put me under
Oh
Put me under
Oh
Put me under
Oh
Put me under

The higher the climb
The harder the fall
I’m terrified none of it matters at all
I’m popping a pill
My head in the sand
I gotta get out of here quick as I can
Turn off the radio
Miss all the calls
Can’t be reminded
Sick of it all
Trying to numb it my head in the sand
I gotta get out of here gotta get out
The higher the climb
The harder the fall
I’m terrified none of it matters at all
I’m popping a pill
My head in the sand
I gotta get out of here quick as I can
Turn off the radio
Miss all the calls
Can’t be reminded
Sick of it all
Trying to numb it my head in the sand
Put me under