So it all comes back to this
Always sitting on the fence
Waiting for the second that
It all comes crashing down again
Swear it's all just in a loop
Check the clockwork on my mood
Call you up at half past two
Hope my mind is nice to you
I hope my mind is nice to you
Music in my ear canal
Feel the spiders crawl around
Hope I'll make it out this town
I doubt I'll ever find an out
All the days I slept through class
Or scribbled lyrics in the back
Missed the bus and had to dash
Still have nightmares about that
I still have nightmares about that