I need something
That’s all I need

I am ready now (x 4)

I am losing my ground now
I am falling down

I will see you later
I am busy now
With beliefs
Beliefs (x 3)

I see now that I trip you
I see that I had you roll
You fall over my nothings
My dissipating soul

I laugh no more
And I cry no more

I can’t even die
I can’t even die more
I can’t even die I can’t
Even die more

I need something
But I don’t know my needs

I used to laugh at people
At the way
They’re stuck together with glue

By the way
Sometimes I still laugh at people
At their ways
But I learn that the glue ain’t instinct

If I found charm in new things
Then I wouldn’t speak with the dead
I should find charm in a good thing
Charm outside of bed
You’ll see my home’s inside a pillow

It’s a good place to head crash
I rolled over my thinking
Never meant to roll it flat

Beliefs (x4)
Got to have
Beliefs (x4)

I used to laugh at people
At their ways