Mission control, this is for real
And there is no rewinding now
It’s out of my hands, all that I feel
If you could spare a second
Mr. Fix-it
Mr. Fix-it
Mission control, I’m over my head
And I cannot decide between
Walking the plank or into the wall
If you could lend a couple of Your tricks, please
From your sleeves
I’m having trouble concentrating
Wish I wasn’t hesitating
I’m having problems levitating
Out of here
I make decisions in the moment
With all my senses overloaded
But all the same, my heart’s exploded
Over here
I should let go, I should give in Make sure I chew this very slow
'Cause who I am and where I’ve been
Will direct everywhere I’ll go And whether
I keep myself together
I’m having trouble concentrating
Wish I wasn’t hesitating
I’m having problems levitating
Out of here
I make decisions in the moment
With all my senses overloaded
But all the same, my heart’s exploded
Over here
Shouldn’t insist, still I Couldn’t resist
You’re making figure 8's
Teasing this fire
With your magic supply
Tried not to take the blame
The little lamb of faith
I’m having trouble concentrating
Wish I wasn’t hesitating
I’m having problems levitating
Out of here
I make decisions in the moment
With all my senses overloaded
But all the same, my heart’s exploded
Over here
Mission control, this is for real
And there is no denying now
I was the one chasing your heels
You couldn’t spare a second
For a minute
Of my twisted symphony
I made it into a mission (running)
I made it into a mission (running)
I made it into a mission (running)