Reflections passing over The story that I show her A mind is overheating, I Cannot open all the vents A race to troubled waters A place with enclosed quarters I scramble to breach the hard shell That is taking orders
Last night on the weekend Is important as you should feel Last night on the weekend When you're talking to me
Hang on to your headlights stuck in the ground My head starts to spin as the world's coming down
Description unrealistic Prescription pessimistic The words don't seem to get along Polarizing every phrase A trap so potent it may Release itself on some day But until then I'll sit and wait Going through the etiquette
Hang on to your headlights stuck in the ground My head starts to spin as the world's coming down I can't seem to locate residence Wrapped up in a lack of evidence