SPINNING OUT

3 a.m., the witching hour, I forget how to sleep, ah

Pure mayhem, brain is on fire, and I just want to scream out

I'm getting sick with a fever, the pressure to get older

I caught the routine, the mundane, felt better when it broke up

I don't wanna take a thing for granted

I don't wanna leave empty-handed now

Guess every day is a new beginning

When the world around me keeps spinning out

Spinning out

3 p.m., I'm on my last leg, I feel like falling over

I'm staring out at the sunlight, summer never felt colder

Let myself be horizontal about fifteen minutes

Awoke choking on laziness, and coughing up my regrets

I don't wanna take a thing for granted

I don't wanna leave empty-handed now

Guess every day is a new beginning

When the world around me keeps spinning out

Spinning out

Spinning out

Spinning out