I can see the end of me
Quite the scene, post-everything

I got it, I got it all worked out
On the back of my hand
It’s all written down

Fighting the feeling, a new cataclysm
We’re endangered species
Making a living
I think it’s alright

Stuck in some kind of fugue state
Walking backwards down a one-way
Think twice, stay hushed
Have safe travels
Godspeed, to you
Don’t unravel

I got it, I got it all worked out
On the back of my hand
It’s all written down

Fighting the feeling, a new cataclysm
We’re endangered species
Making a living
I think it’s alright

Walk around the lake in circles
It’s getting late, the sky’s turned purple
I can hear the firecrackers
Drowning in the sound of laughter
And we’re just waiting
And waiting
And waiting
And waiting
And waiting it out

Spend my days running in circles
Looking for something different
Had a thought that tripped my trigger
Now it just don’t make sense (x2)

I got it, I got it all worked out
On the back of my hand
It’s all written down

Fighting the feeling, a new cataclysm
We’re endangered species
Making a living
I think it’s alright

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