This Thing

Well, I fake a lot of symptoms to be a different person I try to listen I try to be primed for a reason to go back to sleep That's not to say there's no relief I like it when it happens, you don't You're happy? When you show it, I won't The cycle keeps repeating, I can't escape the rip There's no stopping, what this is Back in the day your style was impressive Infectious, stress-less Disposition had it all, nothing but rapport Full of what you're empty of I hide my riches in embarrassing sheets That reek of suspicious happenings 'Cause I'm a different person and that will make you sick There's no stopping, what this is This thing we left outside is waterlogged You're a load bearing friend and that is what makes this hard This thing we left outside is waterlogged And all that I know is one of us has to wring it out This thing we left outside is waterlogged You're a load bearing friend and that is what makes this hard This thing we left outside is waterlogged And all that I know is one of us has to wring it out This thing we left outside is waterlogged This thing we left outside is waterlogged This thing we left outside is waterlogged This thing we left outside is waterlogged This thing we left outside is waterlogged (I've thought about nothing but this) This thing we left outside is waterlogged (I've thought about nothing but this) This thing we left outside is waterlogged (I won't escape the rip) This thing we left outside is waterlogged (I won't escape the rip, I won't escape the rip) This thing we left outside is waterlogged (I've thought about nothing but this) This thing we left outside is waterlogged (I've thought about nothing but this) This thing we left outside is waterlogged (I won't escape the rip, I won't escape the rip) This thing we left outside is waterlogged