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Produced by Chance Lewis with Apt.
Additional vocals by Tyler Glenn and Chance Lewis
Contains a sample of "Spit Me Out” by Return to Sender which originally appeared on the album Grand Exposure
lyrics
One more
I swear that it's the last time
Oh sure. Yeah sure
Every time's the last time
You sore?
You swore way back with a savage grin
When you were living coffee cup to coffee cup to Ambien and back again
You would never saddle in to average
But when the panic's in I guess that's the best we're managing
Never really done much living
Sleep walk through the age of no ---- given
But we give 'em
We're victims of the tide, we're vanishing
And as the water rises our lungs fill
And the sirens cry out to save us still
I wanna live
Maybe someday
And give a
On a Sunday
And keep it up, up, up, up, up yeah
Keep movin' up, up, up, up, up yeah
Want you to love me
Maybe someday
Could I be loved?
Maybe one day
I keep it up, up, up, up, up yeah
Yeah, keep it up, up, up, up, up yeah
Run
Keep runnin' til they lose that scent
I'm numb
Can't feel my legs and now I'm losin' breath
It's dumb. So dumb
I'd rather choose dissent
Tuck thumb
Fist swingin', screamin' out like who's got next?!
Could that be fools intent, I think that's what the muses meant
When rules are bent with tools and sweat
That's when the house starts losin' bets
They say repent
I say put me down as malcontent
Nah, ain't blew it yet, but watch out, baby, cause the fuse is lit
And as the water rises our lungs fill
And the sirens cry out to save us still
I wanna live
Maybe someday
And give a
On a Sunday
And keep it up, up, up, up, up yeah
Keep movin' up, up, up, up, up yeah
Want you to love me
Maybe someday
Could I be loved?
Maybe one day
I keep it up, up, up, up, up yeah
Yeah, keep it up, up, up, up, up yeah
Choke
On the sentiment stuck down in my throat
I'm cloaked
In the sediment built up since I woke
I try to wash it off, scrape it off, break it off
Pray it's gone, I've ached so long
Anything to get the vapors gone
Let me plague the throngs, bear my teeth, rip through skin, taste that blood
Let me tear through muscle, tendon, bone, let me dig incisors in
Let me taste that marrow, let me go feral, let me divide the rib
Let me steal their hearts, please, anything to get outside my skin
I wanna live
Maybe someday
And give a
On a Sunday
And keep it up, up, up, up, up yeah
Keep movin' up, up, up, up, up yeah
Want you to love me
Maybe someday
Could I be loved?
Maybe one day
I keep it up, up, up, up, up yeah
Yeah, keep it up, up, up, up, up yeah
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