Lyrics

Waking up inside another place like this
A confusion
A jumbled mess
(Pick it up, pick it up)
Wondering how the shadows let it get like this
We're falling fast
Wait a while
(Pick it up, pick it up)
Oo-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been here before
Sometimes I sweep it all under the rug
(Pick it up, pick it up)
The dust will settle in for years to come
(Pick it up, pick it up)
Sometimes I let things set for far too long
(Pick it up, pick it up)
And I know that I have to pick it up
Hey!
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
Looking round the place upon my existence
I let things get
A little tense
(Pick it up, pick it up)
Holdin' onto memories of a cleaner time
I want it to
Oh, to be mine
(Pick it up, pick it up)
Oo-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been here before
Sometimes I sweep it all under the rug
(Pick it up, pick it up)
The dust will settle in for years to come
(Pick it up, pick it up)
Sometimes I let things set for far too long
(Pick it up, pick it up)
And I know that I have to pick it up
Hey!
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
(I'ma say Ma Namowa)
Written by: Jonathan LaMarche, Michael Wyckoff
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