Lyrics

Concentrate the whole time A Facetime call won't do the justice it deserves and I know it bothers you when beating around the bush I Miss the point you tried to make and it's a white lie To say it didn't take I know, I know, there must be some between, yeah Someone to reach and pull the darkness out of me A bit astounded by own passivity So I am still in wait for somewhere to hide away The scratching at the soul is a tough one to describe Blind to a stranger. What do they think they'll find but Tea leaves and bottles Steel wool to keep the mice from chewing up the model Parthenon of modern life I know, I know, there must be some between, yeah Some tires to screech and scare the bullshit out of me You're in denial of your own mortality and that right about sums it up Succinct, the optimist I know, I know, there must be some between, yeah Someone to listen, shout solutions out at me Intimidated by the possibility that I could solve it all With TLC and CBT