Going Under - Derek Pope

And you’re still goin' under

Leaves turn brown like seasonal

Passed out in your vehicle

Pop out, walk a miracle

That’s just Pope, he’s spiritual

Came right from them (from them) animals

Spin and go, hit the road like whoah

3AM I speed away, you caught my drift like whoah

And I’m too far to turn back around

Now I’m too far to turn back now

I forget the feeling up until it happens

I killed off my old self, but I kept the habit

If its in your head, then chances I don’t have it

One day I’m your savior, next day I’m your savage

We’ll be fine though

Got the bags with no spines and it’s fine though

Yea that’s Fido, kicked him outside though

Still around, holding down no revival

Far from home, made our home

When it’s cold in the summer (oooh)

And you’re still goin' under

Leaves turn brown like seasonal

Passed out in your vehicle

Pop out, walk a miracle

That’s just Pope, he’s spiritual