Conniption Songtext
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Conniption Songtext
I grit my teeth every night when I sleep
Put your ear to the wall
You might think it′s some sort of conniption
It's news to me
That we keep ourselves so pristine and so orderly
I′ve been on my feet, it's not stable to be
So fixed, so immobile, so cautious of everything
It's plain to me
I′m too focused on everything
Can′t stop to make a change
You say you think you're better off
Spread thin over everything?
You pour out your diligence and stare at the ceiling
I keep my eyes straight at all times
I′m not trying to go blind, but I'm so tired of walking upright
I′m so scared I might
Pull you down to the floor
It's not keeping my conscience clean
You say you think you′re better off
Spread thin over everything?
You pour out your diligence and stare at the ceiling
Don't say you think it's better off
Spread thin over everything
You′ll pour out your diligence and stare at the ceiling
Hold myself up for everyone to see
Hiding outright nods to vanity
I′ll wash my face of insecurity
But with it goes my dignity
You've seen all my plans, revised and reordered
Re-tracking my steps instead of starting over
It′s plain to me
I'm too set in my ways, it′s too late for a change
Put your ear to the wall
You might think it′s some sort of conniption
It's news to me
That we keep ourselves so pristine and so orderly
I′ve been on my feet, it's not stable to be
So fixed, so immobile, so cautious of everything
It's plain to me
I′m too focused on everything
Can′t stop to make a change
You say you think you're better off
Spread thin over everything?
You pour out your diligence and stare at the ceiling
I keep my eyes straight at all times
I′m not trying to go blind, but I'm so tired of walking upright
I′m so scared I might
Pull you down to the floor
It's not keeping my conscience clean
You say you think you′re better off
Spread thin over everything?
You pour out your diligence and stare at the ceiling
Don't say you think it's better off
Spread thin over everything
You′ll pour out your diligence and stare at the ceiling
Hold myself up for everyone to see
Hiding outright nods to vanity
I′ll wash my face of insecurity
But with it goes my dignity
You've seen all my plans, revised and reordered
Re-tracking my steps instead of starting over
It′s plain to me
I'm too set in my ways, it′s too late for a change
Writer(s): Jacob Curry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

