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

And 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