Disorder

Even though beneath it all, I know I'm going to end up somewhere fine

I still find a reason that cuts deep enough to blur what's on my mind

I can't take the pressure off myself,

it's getting hard to ask for help, but I need it

And I'm throwing coins into the world and

pushing for a sign to tell me I'm breathing

Disorder, disorder

What should I do?

Disorder, disorder

I know that I, I know that I lose my temper

Find my senses in disorder, disorder

I know that I, I know that I

Take another step,

I'm feeling dried in this cement, can you pull me out?

Wasted all my sweat to keep some kind

of sentiment, but I can't stop now, no

And sometimes it's easier to make the same

mistakes than try to break through the ceiling

And just because I turn away,

it doesn't mean I've lost the place to believe in, to believe in

Disorder, disorder

What should I do?

Disorder, disorder

I know that I, I know that I lose my temper

Find my senses in disorder, disorder

I know that I, I know that I lose my temper

Find my senses, to my center

I know that I, I know that I lose my temper

Find my senses, to my center

I know that I, I know that I

Could you give me some time, that's all I'm asking

I push it down so I won't let it pass me

Could you give me some time, that's all I'm asking

Disorder, disorder

What should I do?

Disorder, disorder

I know that I, I know that I lose my temper

Find my senses in disorder, disorder

I know that I, I know that I