Sit down with emotion Take the time to feel it Like a cloud cross the mind Never holding onto Let it all just billow by Spun around till I fell down I'm not looking for a pick up I spun around till I fell down I'm not looking for a pick up Mess up Mess up Mess up Mess up Mess up Mess up Mess up Mess up I want to love myself Out in the field I'm kissed by the sun Away from everyone I want to catch my breath I've been throwing it out all in bouts Speaking of empty things just to fill the air To not hear my ears ring I want to find myself Down the road I go for a walk Say hi to passers by they wave back at me I feel like somebody I want to make a nest I've been on the road without house On my phone too much to try and feel in touch With those I don't see enough And that I'll be happy when This happens or that becomes Or it is finished and I am done Oh what an idea And that I'll be happy when This happens or that becomes Or it is finished and I am done Spun around till I fell down Blood upon my knees as I kneel now Spun around till I fell down Blood upon my knees as I kneel now Spun around till I fell down Blood upon my knees as I kneel now Spun around till I fell down Blood upon my knees as I kneel now And I'll be happy when