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Tell me what it was you think you missed the most

Was it the city lights reflecting off the coast?

Or my self-destructive style?

You could hear me sing for miles and miles and miles

About the hand that I was dealt being so unfair

Oh my god, just to think I’d be caught at square one once again

And I know how that sounds

But I swear to God that I’ll be coming back around again…

I think I’m almost fine for the first time in a long time

I’m finding out why none of this made sense when I was on my back

I started picking up the slack that I let float away over the past 365 days

We were spending late nights on the phone

After months without a single call back home

And for a second I thought you were making me okay

But, then I took a step back and remembered all the wasted days

Maybe everyone’s right, maybe I spent too much time

Collapsing in on myself

I think I’m done collapsing in on myself

I think I’m almost fine for the first time in a long time

I’m finding out why none of this made sense when I was on my back

I started picking up the slack that I let float away over the past 365 days

I’ll take a step out of my mind;

Draw open the blinds; let the world back in once again

'Cause I spent a summer making promises I never planned to keep

I spent the spring before in bed wanting nothing more than to stay asleep

She said, «Just settle down a little, settle down kid…

Just settle down a little, settle down…»

Alright, I’ll settle down a little, I’ll turn my shit around…

Yeah, I’ll settle down a little, and turn my shit around!

I think I’m almost fine for the first time in a long time

I’m finding out why none of this made sense when I was on my back

I started picking up the slack that I let float away over the past 365 days

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