Fast Forward / Rewind
and we'll run away while time is mending
Your self-esteem is so condescending;
Love itself is so conditionally ending
So condescend me, without intending
and we'll stare down your worst fears
Every single panic
Every single up all night thinking
If our souls aren't looking; if they aren't sleeping
Then exactly how often are we blinking
and are we manic?--
And when did forgetting become so understood;
Where do feelings go when they fade
You shouldn't, but if you won't, someone should
and are we trying to continue or trying to evade
and who really cares
Because magic moods eat away at our pride,
and even though the dialog is kind of boring,
We're all just along for the ride
If your eyes are open, and they're somewhat starry
You're staring, but sometimes you feel kind of sorry
Why can't we ever be sure?
and why does it feel like we're in a war?
Though the blurriness is dreary, we're still alive
and everything's going to be okay,
but I thought about you again today
and it seems like we're just living to survive
Don't take it for granted, it's never what it seems
I hope that these words make it into your dreams
because it's really only you that I adore
And these sleepless themes
can't explain the deadened screams
and just to spite you, I plan to make it something more
Your thoughts condescend, your esteem depends, all of this to you is kind
But let's take a risk and as your memory ascends, fast forward and press rewind
and we'll run away while time is mending
and we'll stare down your worst fears
and are we manic?--
and who really cares
We're all just along for the ride
and why does it feel like we're in a war?
and it seems like we're just living to survive
and just to spite you, I plan to make it something more
