Everything’s Going My Way - Heartsounds

I've been pulling scars from my skin's surface just to see
If they'd heal up pretty after bleeding again
I've got more hope for fresh wounds than old flaws that just remind and rewind
I can't stop don't look at me You can't stop
Is this wrong
Each time I socialize I feel like
I do it just to get through it
Is there more to it Nothing gets me through it
I don't like myself enough to be your friend
I'm binging on time but somehow I'm heaving dry
It doesn't add up
These coordinates are spinning and spinning too fast
If this wrong
Each time I sleep at night I feel like
I do it just to get through it
Is there more to it I am not satisfied
I try to orient myself
By looking to the sunrise
I've been binging on time
Somehow I'm heaving dry
It doesn't add up
Today's already the past of what to come
These coordinates are spinning and spinning too fast
I can't coordinate myself anywhere
I've been binging on time
Somehow I'm heaving dry
It doesn't add up
Today's already the past of what to come
These coordinates are spinning and spinning too fast
I can't coordinate myself anywhere
Myself anywhere
My virtues were stolen from their beds last night
I thought I had them tucked in tight
Time isn't money; it's chump change
I keep it around 'cause the sound it makes reminds me of my bad habits
If this wrong
Each time I sleep at night I feel like
I do it just to get through it
Is there more to it I am not satisfied
I try to orient myself
By looking to the sunrise