Chris Merritt

Breath it in, laugh it off, live it up, tumble to the ground
Slow it down, speed it up, force it in, spew it all around
Stick around
I don't want you to drag it out anymore, you should
Close your eyes, clench your teeth, plug your ears, tumble to the ground

I remember the time that you told me
You would always be here, now you're gone

I'm tired of walking home, I'm tired of sleeping in
Fortunately tangled in oblivion
Counting down the days until I'm living in a cell

Shut it up, quiet down, spin it 'round in this feathered web
Breathe it in, breath it out, screw it up, funny weather friend
Stick around
Man I need you to be around for my brother, you're
Breath it in, laugh it off, live it up, tumble to the ground

I remember the time that you told me
You would always be here, now you're gone

I'm tired of walking home, I'm tired of sleeping in
Fortunately tangled in oblivion
Counting down the days until I'm living in a cell

Packaged emotion for your busy lifestyle
It cooks in three minutes
And your speeding pulse and your frequent seizures are its way of telling you
It's working

Sleeping in

So tired
I'm so tired