A song about living with ocd.

Went and sold everything that i own erased the name i scribbled down on my front porch door got some money, let’s see how far it can take me catch me running like a boy in these streets a new life for me pulling up in the pitch black night, to fill my ride a stranger says “don’t go...

(verse 1) laying on the bathroom floor, feeling broken. Tried to get up once more, but it's hopeless. With my back against the door, i hear your knocking, saying please forgive me. I did once but not twice or even the third time i lost my voice thinking i would be fine if i numb the pain pretend...

An anthem for every day people, like you and me!

A broken heart that followed me from bruges, belgium to national harbor, md and back.