Lyrics

I don't know what to say about the situation
I've tried to describe what I think about it
I cannot disagree about the simulation that we live in
Are ya sticking to that opinion
Can you just throw me out for saying that you're
Not a good person anymore my face hit the door
Almost alive when I'm living having dinners
With the sinners and the saints so sorry that I'm late
Made up with errors don't tell me that I can
Make do with a plan, I'm not a stellar man
Almost a crime how ya doing hon
Don't wake me up if I means I see the sun
I'm under your thumb, will you let me see someone
I don't have a crumb give you go ask anyone
I'm about everything that you're saying are we playing the underground?
Give them the runaround
You'll never disappear without a explanation
That's a given are you really ok with living?
I don't care about your friends
Will they be there to see the end
I can see your face, put me in my place
I'm under your thumb, will you let me see someone
I don't have a crumb give you go ask anyone
You said you're in pain and they looked inside your brain
I don't have a way to see the steps that made you cave
Made up with errors don't tell me that I can
Make do with a plan, I'm not a stellar man
Almost a crime how ya doing hon
Don't wake me up if I means I see the sun
Written by: Lucas Graham
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