Yeah, you're right, is that what you wanted to hear? A bad week, a short trip, white noise couldn't make it quit Feeling up to it, wanted something more, couldn't phase it in Packing up the hours of anxious everything I never did So much is riding on me not fucking up Try to pack it all in My pursuit, yeah, it's loss Let's pick it up now right where it starts My loose ends, my old friends Let's pick it up now right where it starts An upside down apocalypse Brings you back to what you miss ♪ It's alright, is that what I needed to say? To get out ahead without a thing to show for it I'm losing it, get it clean I'm moss on trees, I'm brilliant green Come around the corner bathed in light Invert the ending, make it right So much is riding on me not fucking up Try to pack it all in My pursuit, yeah, it's loss Let's pick it up now right where it starts My loose ends, my old friends Let's pick it up now right where it starts An upside down apocalypse Brings you back to what you miss