Yeah, you're right, is that what you wanted to hear?A bad week, a short trip, white noise couldn't make it quitFeeling up to it, wanted something more, couldn't phase it inPacking up the hours of anxious everything I never did
So much is riding on me not fucking upTry to pack it all inMy pursuit, yeah, it's lossLet's pick it up now right where it startsMy loose ends, my old friendsLet's pick it up now right where it startsAn upside down apocalypseBrings you back to what you miss
It's alright, is that what I needed to say?To get out ahead without a thing to show for itI'm losing it, get it cleanI'm moss on trees, I'm brilliant greenCome around the corner bathed in lightInvert the ending, make it right
So much is riding on me not fucking upTry to pack it all inMy pursuit, yeah, it's lossLet's pick it up now right where it startsMy loose ends, my old friendsLet's pick it up now right where it startsAn upside down apocalypse
Brings you back to what you miss
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