In my sleep running I can't move fast
Like I need something I can't push through the past
I keep looking
Around behind my back
I can't get out
When I wake up I'm catching my breath
Like I'm shaking the heart beats out of my chest
I'm taking up
The slack of all loose ends
As if I stand a chance
I can't get out
There's more to the story the more you live it
You lost it on a page and you have to flip it
I'm so out of body, my mind couldn't find me
More to the story the more you live it
You lost it on a page and you have to flip it
I'm so out of body I can't even see anymore
More more more to the story the more you live it
You lost it on a page and you have to flip it
I'm so out of body, my mind couldn't find me