I'm so bored of these intrusive thoughts coming after me
Sick of my own voice screaming right beneath my teeth
That old familiar sound when my cellphone hits the ground
When that thing just doesn't sing, it's just some thing I drag around
And I can't be what you need me to be
Lately I can't sleep, just lay awake feeding on my fear
But I'm not shutting down
No, I'm not shutting down
But I'm not shutting down, I'm shutting up
So you won't hear me when I say, "Everything's okay"
I'll see you around
I just tune out the alarms when they're loud and warning me
All the holes in the mufflers, all the potholes in the street
When the rubber hits the road, I got nowhere to go
No GPS, anybody's guess if I'll ever get back home
And I can't be where you need me to be
'Cause I'm asleep at the wheel, probably
So, I'm not slowing down
No, I'm not slowing down
And I'm not slowing down, I'm speeding up
So you won't see my brake lights flash on that rainbow overpass
I'll see you around
I'll see you around
I'll see you around
Too fresh for words
Three pigeons for one
Too fresh for words, dammit
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