Into It. Over It.

Into It. Over It. - Spinning Thread songtekst

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Talk about something new, I'm goddamn desperate, I'm f**king begging you

In a test of recorded afternoons, you've changed to an "A" for effort beside the city train

Just spinning wheels spinning thread and my spinning head



Behold a glimpse of the nights you're guarding and holding back

There's a panic button to start the heart attack

It's the "new you" per your suggestion, mostly sad instead

Inner monologue suggestion, curse it off again



Just spinning wheels spinning thread and my spinning head

A conversation forced into becoming such a chore

Appearing cold and careless to keep me on the up and out

Since I've been writing books you've sewn the binding

An obligation stitched between careers

That you've been seaming like a stranger



I've been trying for the sake of trying, you could try to say I'm wrong

Or we could fail at the hands of us failing, I can rarely bite my tongue for too long

You heard it's better left unspoken and you heard it's better left alone

But what the hell do you know?



I know how we get, we get distracted, and I know how you are

A single shot of whiskey, toast the battle scars

I know it's a common cause for thicker skin

I know the mourning stage is over, I know I'm right again



Just spinning wheels spinning thread and my spinning head

A conversation forced into becoming such a chore

Appearing cold and careless to keep me on the up and out

Since I've been writing books you've sewn the binding

An obligation stitched between careers

That you're still seaming like a stranger

You keep on seeming like a stranger
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