I float up a ways from the shore You can't be new to this one anymore If I'm sketched over your left a bit, here's the rest of it But I know I should've been used to this from every time before I'm over it goin' down early again But I'm settlin' into the old swing of things I can feel it creeping even closer every day And I'm comin' around to the old way In park I wait, at the light for days It felt like every color left my face So you load my hands up with as much of that stuff as you can Holdin' my head out the window I sent it out into the street I want no one to know what I feel Holy shit, is this real? I want no one to feel what I feel But holy shit, is this real? I'm over it goin' down early again But I'm settlin' into the old swing of things And that's one but there were a lot Of other reasons hangin' in my shade So now I'm comin' around to the old way