As we glide over whatever

We know to be over forever

I really hope the shame is less

For what we feel in times of stress



But, I guess that's just depression

No sense in fighting it now

You had me caught me in your headlights

You were running me down



We speak in tongues and start to teethe

Lift your voice and scrape your knees

Kids in love will plant a seed

Resurrect and start to breathe



I thought I was a creator

I'm here just hanging around

Got my messiah impression

I think I got it nailed down



I want to tell you we're alright

Want to erase all your doubt

I got this thorn dug in deeply

Sometimes I can't get it out

Sometimes I can't get it out

Sometimes I can't get it out

Sometimes I can't get it out



I'm strumming with a heavy wrist

Were you one of the cured kids?

My shins burn for the replica youth

I hope that we can eject soon



Because I don't want to surrender

Or lose your face in the crowd

I finally found all my courage

It was buried under the house



Not just a manic depressive

Toting around my own crown

I've got a positive message

Sometimes I can't get it out

Sometimes I can't get it out

Sometimes I can't get it out

Sometimes I can't get it out