Withdrawals (Album Version)

[Intro]
That’s what it is

Mr. Fanning, you’re just overthinking this whole thing

You’re overthinking the whole thing!

Okay

Like, if you stoop down to where I’m at…

Right now I’m thinking I’m gonna put like a negative 50 on that report card

Honestly, you know what. I probably deserve it. That’s okay. I wouldn’t be surprised, I wouldn’t be surprised

[Verse 1: Drewsome]
Ever since I was a boy I never liked sharing my toys
Mama told me that I better listen or she‘d break my joy
I’d go on to grow up to become possessive with just about everything I came across and now I just can’t fill this void
My friends moved to college and I’m scared that they’ll forget ‘bout me
I act like we don’t talk every day but I like them better ‘round me
I feel selfish saying this but I wish they stayed in this county
What used to be a rainbow over my head has now turned cloudy
My clothing and my music taste are all things that they can relate
Without them a quick drive away, I can’t help but to lie awake and wonder if they even think the same ‘cause were split among states
They’ve always been my best mates so I’m thinking: why should I be afraid?
Nick lived just a few blocks down
Dave’s fam lives in the same town
Justin may or may not leave but until then it’s him and I for now
All I do is eat I’ve gained almost 20 pounds since they all left
It might be out of boredom or it might be my way to cope with stress
I’m scared to start a new path in my life without my team and I feel they were the only things that kept me sane this long, these guys never let me down we had our disagreements but no secrets
We never meant to hurt each other so whatever we said we did not mean it

[Hook: Drewsome, Paul Hogan, & Alana Giordano]
I’m trapped in a bottle
Can you pick me out?
I’m here at the bottom
Stuck in such a drought
Losing all my hope
Losing lots of air
Please throw down a rope
I’m right over here
Trapped in bottle
Can you pick me out?
I’m here at the bottom
Stuck in such a drought
Losing all my hope
Losing lots of air
Please throw down a rope
I’m right over

[Verse 2: Drewsome]
I’ve been so unhappy with my life at the moment
Everyone feels like my opponent and I ain’t no poet
But I’m trying to inspire those who were broken, those who needed it most and I offered all my condolence
But I never thought I’d write like this
So much pain in my heart when I recite all this
Headaches back pains when I fight like this
But I guess I’m happy in spite of all this
‘Cause they’re all where they wanted to be
Working hard to get their degrees
It’s not like they’re across seven seas
Poyo’s two hours and Paolo is three
The only missing factor is me
I’m so self-centered and I can't believe I even thought about stooping this low
I’m confused unamused, it’s stupid, I know
But to me I’m awkward and I’m insecure
And I get slaughtered when I spit these words
I’m a stalker ‘cause I miss my girl?
Call me soccer ‘cause I’m kicked and twirled
It might be the weather but I feel depressed
I hate to admit it but I gotta confess
I stand and watch the sunset alone
I gotta call Mike, he’s not far from home
But I’ve been hiding deep in the shadows
I went underground to run away from my battles
Who would’ve thought that I’d get this hurt?
Can I get back up? Will I bloom or burst?
It’s me
I need to just breathe
Even if everything still seems like it won’t be the same but I have myself to blame
I put myself in situations where I always wanna be someone’s foundation
But I don’t think about myself and maybe if I did just that I wouldn’t be so crazy
I’m almost 20 but my skins too thin
I pretend I can take it when I know I can’t win
There’s always gonna be this voice within saying “No one likes you” and that’s a sin
‘Cause I wanna inspire those with no hope
All the kids going down a slippery slope
Everyone that rather drink and smoke instead facing their problems and treat it like a joke
But no matter what I can’t break this emotion
Open my phone to see everyone posting pics with their friends and I know they’re not boasting I just wish I had that but I wasn’t chosen
So I guess I gotta wait for my friends to come back
And it’s too much baggage for me all to unpack
‘Cause so much has changed in a matter of months
And I hope mom’s right when she says I’ll adjust