Under me a passive anger sleeps and beats the ceiling.
I blame circumstance, coincidences obstruct me.
Follow your instincts all you want.
Your dreams may never calm.

Another song won't say it once,
a thousand ways I know it could 
I know the song won't save me but,
la la la la it never could.

The house of cards of summer, a vivid want surrounds me.
I'm gone when I feel the sun and connectivity pushes me.
Fill my need for attention and money but don't take my 
secrets from me.
My wants are straw, my demons burn them all.

Tired of the chase, but the world is so boring and 
straight.

Another song won't save you but I know I know, it never 
could.
I know a sound won't say it once, a thousand ways to be 
with you.
I know, I know it fixes some - la la la la, la la la la.
Another higher hour but... ooh, ooh, ooh.