I'm sick of missing out
Feeling like I'm beaten down
I'm telling you, I'm tired of illusion
Like I'm underneath
The uncontrollable things I'm running sprints,
but I ain't ever moving
It reddishes me to a crumb I just can't seem to deal with it all
I just want something that acts,
oh,
that doesn't break
And I'm going 95 for no good reason Down the interstate
Cause your dog gets sick
And your parents get old
And everything they used to stick Well,
I just can't seem to hold on to one
And the world's a blaze Everybody's got something to say
And hope's getting pushed to the fringe
And filled with doubt
And feeling like nothing ever gets done around here
The doors are hanging on the
hinges I just want something that acts,
oh,
that doesn't break
And I'm going
95 for no good
reason Down the interstate
Cause your dog gets sick And your parents get old
And everything they used to stick Well,
I just can't seem to hold on to one
He was a brother to me And just like that,
he's gone
I never know what made him do it
If there's something I could've done
More
for him
Then it's half
past three
And I'm laying awake And you're sleeping next to me
And the
rain
hits the street
You put your hand on my chest
And I pull you into me