Down from Here - Sloane

I’m on my way to Vegas

Just tryin to go somewhere where I’m nameless

Pretty close can’t call it a vacation

Just tryin' to stop my hands from shaking, shaking

Patience, it’s getting pretty hard for me to fake it

I wish some else would take the wheel and drive

I’m not sure I’mma make it through the night

Everybody else seems happy waking up with someone else

Good for them I wish them well, maybe I just hate myself

The south of France could be Mojave, looks the same in Abu Dhabi

Feelings that inside my body wouldn’t wish on anybody

Now I’m at the top floor of the hotel, high up but I’m in hell

And I’m only coming down from here

Now I’m at the top floor of the hotel, high up but I’m in hell

And I’m only coming down from here

Stranded in the desert

Diddy and some models now my head hurts

Tried to find myself but I feel worse

Paris poppin' pills now I’m break-in, break-in

Don’t know why I feel so lost

On a rollercoaster and I can’t get off

Running out of options and I just can’t stop

I just can’t stop, I just can’t stop