Something's Gotta Go

Feeling like a bag of nails

Feeling like a windless sail

Feeling like a party long over

Feeling like a three leaf clover

Feeling like a chipped tooth

Feeling like a phone booth

And it’s twenty twenty three

Am I living in a dream?

That just won’t end

I’m waking up and

Falling back in

Well something’s gotta go

Or something’s gotta come

Will I know what it is

Before the air leaves my lungs

For the last six years

I have been checking my phone

Waiting for good news

And driving round alone

Tryna make a mountain

Out of pieces of sand

And all I got

Was a sandcastle

Gonna knock it all down

And let the hermit crabs

Live in the ruins

Well something’s gotta go

Or something’s gotta come

Will I know what it is

Before it’s already done

And I’ve got no one to blame

It’s like trying to outrun my legs

And I’m starting at myself

Distorted reflection in the rain

Well something’s gotta go

Or something’s gotta come

Will I know what it is

Before the air leaves my lungs

I’m a little more confused

And not sure why I’m here

All the purpose I once had

Feels like long dried up tears

And I wish I was afraid

But it feels like nothing at all

Tumbling down these hills so long

That the ground’s become a ball

And I wish I was afraid

But it feels like nothing at all

Tumbling down these hills so long

That the ground’s become a ball