Sometimes its hard to sleep
Without a lot of noise
To bury all the thoughts carrying the loudest voice
It's hard to dream in a bed that you don't make
Sometimes I panic into my thoughts
And then they haunt me
I remember that I need to eat, sometimes
Imagining this is a cycle i can break
I try to ground myself
I can breathe
I can still taste, smell, touch, writhe and see
But am I really here?
I know I need to get myself up
And sometimes I worry that
I'm lying to my therapist
It's in my head
It's a funny way my brain pretends
I'm f*cking fine and
I'm crying for the fare of it
Oh
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm fine
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm
Fine
Get your hands up
Before the nose dive
0 to 75 in 2 seconds
It's a f*cked up form of amusement ride
Feel like it's loose and I'm
Stuck in the climb
And each step it take's
Closer to the top the ground belows
Looking like I'll never get back to the landscape
I'm meant to fit
Can't seem to find a solution
But then maybe I'm used to it
And scared to change
Despite benefits
Oh
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm fine
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm fine
But am I really here?
I know I need to get myself up
And sometimes I worry that
I'm lying to my therapist
It's in my head
It's a funny way my brain pretends
I'm f*cking fine and
I'm crying for the fare of it
Oh
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm fine
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm fine
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Sometimes its hard to sleep
Without a lot of noise
To bury all the thoughts carrying the loudest voice
It's hard to dream in a bed that you don't make
Sometimes I panic into my thoughts
And then they haunt me
I remember that I need to eat, sometimes
Imagining this is a cycle i can break
I try to ground myself
I can breathe
I can still taste, smell, touch, writhe and see
But am I really here?
I know I need to get myself up
And sometimes I worry that
I'm lying to my therapist
It's in my head
It's a funny way my brain pretends
I'm f*cking fine and
I'm crying for the fare of it
Oh
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm fine
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm
Fine
Get your hands up
Before the nose dive
0 to 75 in 2 seconds
It's a f*cked up form of amusement ride
Feel like it's loose and I'm
Stuck in the climb
And each step it take's
Closer to the top the ground belows
Looking like I'll never get back to the landscape
I'm meant to fit
Can't seem to find a solution
But then maybe I'm used to it
And scared to change
Despite benefits
Oh
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm fine
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm fine
But am I really here?
I know I need to get myself up
And sometimes I worry that
I'm lying to my therapist
It's in my head
It's a funny way my brain pretends
I'm f*cking fine and
I'm crying for the fare of it
Oh
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm fine
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm fine
Without a lot of noise
To bury all the thoughts carrying the loudest voice
It's hard to dream in a bed that you don't make
Sometimes I panic into my thoughts
And then they haunt me
I remember that I need to eat, sometimes
Imagining this is a cycle i can break
I try to ground myself
I can breathe
I can still taste, smell, touch, writhe and see
But am I really here?
I know I need to get myself up
And sometimes I worry that
I'm lying to my therapist
It's in my head
It's a funny way my brain pretends
I'm f*cking fine and
I'm crying for the fare of it
Oh
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm fine
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm
Fine
Get your hands up
Before the nose dive
0 to 75 in 2 seconds
It's a f*cked up form of amusement ride
Feel like it's loose and I'm
Stuck in the climb
And each step it take's
Closer to the top the ground belows
Looking like I'll never get back to the landscape
I'm meant to fit
Can't seem to find a solution
But then maybe I'm used to it
And scared to change
Despite benefits
Oh
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm fine
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm fine
But am I really here?
I know I need to get myself up
And sometimes I worry that
I'm lying to my therapist
It's in my head
It's a funny way my brain pretends
I'm f*cking fine and
I'm crying for the fare of it
Oh
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm fine
Come on and ride
It's like I'm all strapped down waitin for the next
Drop
Spinning and reckless
The gears gone, hanging by a thread and I'm fine
Writer: Topher Jackson
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