I said it once before I don't believe a single word you say,
But I fall for it all every second of every day
Alone.
It's our soul so give it up.
It's our soul so give it up.
It's our soul so give it up and next time, maybe next time I'll wake up, wake up.
It feels like I am ready to give up, give up.
And next time, maybe next time I'll wake up
Wake up.
Now I've been dissecting every second I'm awake.
It's a consistent pulling, stretching thin my will to just create.
Take it all the way.
It's our soul so give it up.
And I feel like every time I try, I'm just falling deeper into the same hole that I've been digging on my own so long.
This feels like all the way.
It's our soul so give it up.
It's our soul so give it up and next time, maybe next time I'll wake up, wake up.
It feels like I am ready to give up, give up.
And next time, maybe next time I'll wake up
Wake up.
No end in sight, I am eclipsed but holding out.
The truth is every question posed is ringing all too loud.
Bottle up the words and let the ether sort them out.
We speak with malice when we find we just can't live without.
I told you to wait until sun, because we lost our way.
I told you to wait until sun, because we lost our way.
Lost our way.
It's our soul so give it up and next time, maybe next time I'll wake up, wake up.
It feels like I am ready to give up, give up.
And next time, maybe next time I'll wake up
Wake up.