I've got to get out cause I've been stuck in a dream
Every day wasted away, walking in my sleep
My mouth runs marathons and I always say the same things
This tongue turns me in circles, spins words into strings
I know I'm more than passing points of interest
It's high time to move these mountains off my chest
My head runs roundabouts, but I see it clearly
Feeling lost in waiting lines won't get the best of me
Night skies and exhaust serenades
Empty-eyed hand grenades
Sing me to sleep on the way home
Now it's no more yesterdays
No more aimless routes and highways
This is the soundtrack to going it alone
It's time to get out, to wake up from this dream
Don't waste away another day walking in my sleep
My mouth runs marathons, but I'll stop saying the same things
Feeling lost in waiting lines won't get the best of me
And I say
Here's to the silver lining, I
Take back this life, this life of mine
Night skies and exhaust serenades
Empty-eyed hand grenades
Sing me to sleep on the way home
Now it's no more yesterdays
No more aimless routes and highways
This is the soundtrack to going it alone
[I woke up one day in the studio feeling really sick of myself.
My character flaws all caught up with me at once
and I felt completely and utterly overwhelmed.
This is really just about letting the negative feelings out
and concentrating on becoming a better person.]
