In and out of order of late We're too wrapped up to concentrate Half a decade left to wait On the other side they wave I'm unsure if I'm worth saving Self-preserve, it's over-rated Can't afford to breathe But the atmosphere is free Lost the will to speak Never got to say what you mean to me To me To me To me Go around the back you'll find us Blindsided by hindsight bias Lost it somewhere, probably priceless Can you please kill me with kindness Facing chaos Faintly caustic Makeshift secret handshake promise Wanting to be really wanted We all know this house is haunted There's no room left to breathe Not worth it, even free I lost the will to speak Never got to say what you mean to me To me To me To me