Trying to build a bubble between progress and me
Trying to figure out how to break out from this dream
And make a new plan
Better than before
Ta da da
Ta da, ta da
Before I make my entrance
Raised and renewed
And unleash it all upon you
I stare at my reflection
Cracked and screwed
And wonder what I’ve got myself into
I'm serous I could learn a thing or two
From your mindful meditation and all those funky grooves
Bring on the Kombucha and those healing rocks
A salt water enema
To clean out the clock
Shoot it right up!
This man boy is going mad
I gotta an MO set for trouble
Put me in the game coach
My jump shot is going through
But I don't what I've gotten myself into
It’s that same old love
It’s that same old love
Towers from from up above
And stares in my direction
I'm looking for the writing
That elusive silver lining
I'm looking for an excuse to stop that whining
Bad weather is on its way
Keep your eyes peeled for lightning, its frightening
I hate to quote the papers
So I won't right now
I don't read then anyhow
I stare at the reflection
Of a guy I knew
Who don’t know what he got himself into
I stare at the reflection
Of a guy I knew
I wonder what I got myself into