Just when I thought I had it figured out again:
The way things are, how things happen.
I make my way back to the bottom
To see how small I really am.
Iâm picking my head up off the floor.
Iâve never seen so perfectly clear.
Things are getting a little better,
Forget about the last four years.
Faces come. Faces go.
Chutes and ladders are all I know.
The world could end in a week or so.
Donât be so surprised if I die tomorrow.
Iâm tired of running out of time
How did we come this far?
Iâm tired of being left behind.
How did we get to where weâ¦
Are we running out of time?
Are we being left behind?
Iâm picking my head up off the floor.
Iâve never seen so perfectly clear.
Things are getting a little better,
Forget about the last four years.
Faces come. Faces go.
Chutes and ladders are all I know.
The world could end in a week or so.
Donât be so surprised if I die tomorrow.
It seems like Iâll never feel that good again.
It feels like the sunâs been gone forever.
It seems like Iâll never feel that good again.
It feels like the sunâs been gone forever.
It seems like Iâll never feel that good again.
It feels like the sunâs been gone forever.
It seems like Iâll never feel that good again.
It feels like the sunâs been gone forever.
Feels like the sunâs been gone
Feels like the sunâs been gone
Feels like the sunâs been gone forever.