Echo -

Gimme all your pills I don’t feel too well

'Cause this shit’s too bad for my mental health

And my mind just feels like a prison cell

While she is living I’m stuck in hell

I’m followed by your echo

I’m followed by your echo

So get out, get out, get the hell out of my head

I’m followed by your echo

I spent endless nights in a thousand bars

But I found no cure for my broken heart

While she moved on I’m still looking back

It took a second to leave but a lifetime to forget

I’m followed by your echo

I’m followed by your echo

So get out, get out, get the hell out of my head

I’m followed by your echo

This shit’s too bad for my mental health

This shit’s too bad for my mental health

This shit’s too bad for my mental health

So get the hell out of my

Get the hell out of my

Get the hell out of my head

I’m followed by your echo

I’m followed by your

I’m followed by your

I’m followed by your