Repeating Repeating

All the stories have an ending, not always at the end

They're not always about leaving

I'm waiting for the moment for it to make sense

The fruit of all the labour

Six hundred days

Repeating, repeating

There's so many ways

Keep repeating and say the same thing but with a different slant

Repeating, repeating

It's the same thing but I'll say it again

Repeating, repeating

You're not living 'til you're bleeding

You're not searching 'til you're lost

Or some other kind of bullshit

Up eleven thousand metres

They're charging me for drinks

How exhilarating

And after twenty-five times will I still excite?

How many times 'til you drop the pretense?

I'll spend all of my life trying to make it like

There's nothing to stop us, to stop us repeating

Six hundred days

Repeating, repeating

There's so many ways

Keep repeating and say the same thing but with a different slant

Repeating, repeating

It's the same thing but I'll say it again

Repeating, repeating

I'm alright, let's go left, go right

When I'm up all night, please just know I'm fine

When I say alright, let's go left, go right

When I say I'm up all night, please just know I'm fine

Don't spend your life

Repeating, repeating

And don't waste your time

Repeating and saying the same thing with a different slant

Repeating, repeating

It's the same thing so don't say it again

Repeating, repeating

Don't spend your life

Repeating, repeating

And don't waste your time

Repeating and saying the same thing with a different slant

Repeating, repeating

It's the same thing so don't say it again

Repeating, repeating it