Waking up, the sun hits my eye, I'm
Scrambling to keep it together
There's always something missing
I could try, but what's the difference?
If you keep insisting this is
That this isn't forever (How can I keep)
How can I keep it together when I'm constantly
Springing forward to fall right back?
Springing forward to fall when

Every time that I blink, it's like I'm losing a year
Somewhere further down the line
I hope to God I could live without dying to hear
How it's gonna go
If it were only as easy as grabbing the remote
Believe me, I'd hit rewind bеfore it came to an end
(It happеns over and over and over again)
Every time that I blink, it's like I'm losing a year
Something's hiding down the line
And I hope to God I could live without killing a year

I know that it's coming for me
I get the sense that it's somewhere near
Like a bullet, piercing the breeze
Threading the trees, impossible to hear it
If I could hold the time
Tightly trap it inside
All that I can do to take control
But that's impossible

Waking up, the sun hits my eye, I'm
Scrambling to, scrambling to, scrambling, yeah

Every time that I blink, it's like I'm losing a year
Somewhere further down the line
I hope to God I could live without a reason
To fixate on the days that seem
Like they've been misplaced
As if I've been dreaming all this time
And I hope to God I could live without killing a year
Killing a year