All of my dreams, tear at the seams
Frayed, all over the place
Thought it was good, everything where it should
Be, around me
All that depends, on where it ends
It ends,
Teacher pretend or maybe not comprehend
Procrastination baby, I had it tainted lately
Cut it up
It starts, you say its useless
Just stick on the favours with different uses
Here comes the sun, a lore excuses
Its easier to stay and no one refuses.
Cut it up
It starts, you say its useless
Just stick on the favours with different uses
Here comes the sun, more excuses
Where do you think I got these bruises. (Repeat)
It?s better to stay
Make it end
Help me sink into this skin
I?ve got things to feel, to reimburse yeah
I?m sick I?m alone and it?s getting worse. (Speak over previous verses)