To be honest, it’s when you’re running out of small talk
I can remember owning every night and climbing on top of the Fine Arts Center.
Then you realize the time to fix the roof is when the sun is still shining bright.
I patch it every time the clouds come by.
I have a tooth. Let’s hope it’s gone tomorrow.
Sirens senses grab my sides and make me fallow.

What it takes I try to make up for my mistakes.
So now I’m cutting cords every day to see it through.
The new what I am
It hits home on the airport road man.
You’re gonna think that you figured it out.
You’re gonna know what I’m talking about
You’re gonna think that you figured it out.
You’re gonna know what I’m talking about

Late night hikes to redemption rock midnight drives against the grains of fate.
The Signs are letting me know.
The spells are dryer when the shits on fire.
The days are better when we stick together.
It’s a recipe. Can’t change that recipe around.

What it takes I try and make up for my mistakes.
So now I’m cutting cords ever day to see it through.
The new what I am.
It hits home on the air port road man.
You’re gonna think that you figured it out.
You’re gonna know what I’m talking about.
You’re gonna think that you figured it out.
You’re gonna know what I’m talking about.

Small steps, right directions, heads high, no distractions.
It’s a metaphor keep breathing.
Patterns die if you crush the meaning.


You’re gonna think that you figured it out.
You’re gonna know what I’m talking about.
You’re gonna think that you figured it out.
You’re gonna know what I’m talking about.

Cause I have a tooth, lets hope it’s gone tomorrow.
Siren Senses grab my sides and make me fallow.