In the First Place

I know even so Even after all my Level-headed lullabies Tame crawl Curtain call Going mad is underrated Slated for the city line Turn back Make a stack Leave it at the Woodford limits Sound asleep you're doing fine I can't get over all that I put myself through in the first place Dead comfort weight Are you the Boulder? Is there a hill I can roll you with no shame? Full smoke hanging high Oh, to be a satellite Spin out on the other side Pull close, planet shows It's already decomposing Say there is another way I'll clutch your frame All the same Hold you in a burning landscape Sink into a better phrase I can't get over all that I put myself through in the first place Dead comfort weight Are you the Boulder? Is there a hill I can roll you with no shame?