Yeah, you're right, is that what you wanted to hear?
A bad week, a short trip, white noise couldn't make it quit
Feeling up to it, wanted something more, couldn't phase it in
Packing up the hours of anxious everything I never did
So much is riding on me not fucking up
Try to pack it all in
My pursuit, yeah, it's loss
Let's pick it up now right where it starts
My loose ends, my old friends
Let's pick it up now right where it starts
An upside down apocalypse
Brings 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 it
I'm losing it, get it clean
I'm moss on trees, I'm brilliant green
Come around the corner bathed in light
Invert the ending, make it right
So much is riding on me not fucking up
Try to pack it all in
My pursuit, yeah, it's loss
Let's pick it up now right where it starts
My loose ends, my old friends
Let's pick it up now right where it starts
An upside down apocalypse
Brings you back to what you miss
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