Fold me up, hold me down 'til I drown
Sucker punch in my mouth
The taste of doubt
It's wearing thin deep within the holy crowd
I'm a mess, I digress
It's my sin
Shake me from myself
Play my part, it's what I got, it's in my blood
The shows the same oh everyday
But then it's not
The sugar coat that I wear begins to rot
Fun and games that I played
Then I forgot
Save us from ourselves
So much time on our hands
So much time on our hands
Shake me from myself, from myself, from myself
So much time on our hands
I just want to understand
Slowly, watching the sands drip away
Oh slip away, slip away
