Next in Line

It hurts to breathe, but I don’t care
The weight of the world, the thoughts I couldn’t bare
The city sleeps, I’m making plans
The less you know, the better understand
Then I look and see that place, it fools me every time
Digging deeper pulls me under, am I wasting time, or next in line?
I pace and fret, my blood, it burns
The reason we know, but still, we never learned
The clock stood still, my legs grow weak
It says it’s done, I beg it not to speak
Then I look and see that place, it fools me every time
Digging deeper pulls me under, am I wasting time, or next in line?
But you’re gonna, you’ll remember, you’re a fucking fraid
Never wanna never gonna, and your bed is made
But you’re gonna, you’ll remember, you’re a fucking fraid
Never wanna never gonna, and your bed is made
But you’re gonna, you’ll remember, you’re a fucking fraid
Never wanna never gonna, and your bed is made
But you’re gonna, you’ll remember, you’re a fucking fraid
Never wanna never gonna, and your bed is made
Then I look and see that place, it fools me every time
Digging deeper pulls me under, am I wasting time?
Then I look and see that place, it fools me every time
Digging deeper pulls me under, am I wasting time, or next in line?