Crawling Under The Lights – NOTSmrt Lyrics
Kept to my silence
The third wheel section
Does it matter if I say anything?
Memories haunt me
Maybe something I skip for now
Waiting under the club lights
Lost in the crowd, chasing a ghost
Am I way too high?
Am I way too high?
Thinking about crawling back to you
Another year waiting through the strobe lights
One of thousands
Either moshing or taking hits off the dab pen
Stressing about what I'll be within a year
(Bridge)
Bored by this day by day
On going haze between the venues
Waiting under the club lights
Lost in the crowd, chasing a ghost
Am I way too high?
Am I way too high?
Thinking about crawling back to you
Out of site
Out of mind
A new way I spend my days
A familiar face, a forgotten memory
Stuck with a group, with a friend or two
Rolling joints in the parking lot
High enough to tame the feeling
A moment to distract, while another slips away
Waiting under the club lights
Lost in the crowd, chasing a ghost
Am I way too high?
Am I way too high?
Thinking about crawling back to you
Waiting under the club lights
Lost in the crowd, chasing a ghost
Am I way too high?
Am I way too high?
Thinking about crawling back to you
Crawling Under The Lights, de NOTSmrt, faz parte do EP Some Thing We Don't Talk About; compositor NOTSmrt. Lançada em July 16, 2026.
