Slow down, fade out.
It's almost a pattern for me.
Laid down mistakes out.

They're all just like motions to me.

And yeah, I could be wrong.


Wake up your faking.
I know that you're lying awake.

Break off, shake down.
I'm tired of obeying the brain.


Crossed arms and crooked eyes.
Begging like I'm on the line.
I hope that there's more here in me.

My bro comes off, consider it.
I know that it's played and it's weak.


Wake up your faking.
I know that you're lying awake.
Break off, shake down.

I'm tired of obeying the brain.

And yeah, I could be wrong.

Taking off.
And yeah, I could be wrong.
Jumping off.

And yeah, I could be done.

Slow down, fade out.

It's all just a pattern for me.