Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Andrew Kamen
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Wanted to make contact
But they passed us by
We were nothing special
Oh, what a surprise
How did we make it this far without a plan
Blinking in cursive
Stopped using our hands
I've been upset all week
At something you said
Pulled myself up by my bootstraps
And stepped off the edge
Stepped off the edge
Cast our votes in
For the undecided
We're clearly divided
Alone on this island
Keep busy and try not to ruminate
On what you hate
Let it go
And embrace the beauty
And the ugly
The atrocious
And the stunning
There's a man in line and he's grunting
There's a soul behind the counter who's wondering
How will I make it to the end of today
Ten more hours left and no lunch break
Can you meet me halfway
Under the sea
Or up on a peak
Where we both can see
You can say anything to me
It's whatever
Just promise me we can stay together
Upset all week
Written by: Andrew Kamen