Reflections passing over
The story that I show her
A mind is overheating, I
Cannot open all the vents
A race to troubled waters
A place with enclosed quarters
I scramble to breach the hard shell
That is taking orders
Last night on the weekend
Is important as you should feel
Last night on the weekend
When you're talking to me
Hang on to your headlights stuck in the ground
My head starts to spin as the world's coming down
Description unrealistic
Prescription pessimistic
The words don't seem to get along
Polarizing every phrase
A trap so potent it may
Release itself on some day
But until then I'll sit and wait
Going through the etiquette
Hang on to your headlights stuck in the ground
My head starts to spin as the world's coming down
I can't seem to locate residence
Wrapped up in a lack of evidence
