| Even though beneath it all, I know I’m going to end up somewhere fine
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| I still find a reason that cuts deep enough to blur what’s on my mind
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| I can’t take the pressure off myself, it’s getting hard to ask for help,
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| but I need it
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| And I’m throwing into the world and pushing for a sign that I’m breathing
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| Disorder, disorder
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| What should I do?
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| Disorder, disorder
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| I know that I, I know that I lose my temper
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| Find my centers in disorder, disorder
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| I know that I, I know that I
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| Take another step, I’m feeling dried in this cement, can you pull me out?
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| Wasted all my sweat to keep some kind of sentiment, but I can’t stop now, no
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| And sometimes it’s easier to make the same mistakes than try to break through
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| the ceiling
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| And just because I turn away, it doesn’t mean I’ve lost the place to believe in,
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| to believe in
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| Disorder, disorder
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| What should I do?
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| Disorder, disorder
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| I know that I, I know that I lose my temper
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| Find my centers in disorder, disorder
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| I know that I, I know that I lose my temper
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| Find my centers, to my center
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| I know that I, I know that I lose my temper
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| Find my centers, to my center
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| I know that I, I know that I
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| Could you give me some time, that’s all I’m asking
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| I push it down so I won’t let it pass me
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| Could you give me some time, that’s all I’m asking
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| Disorder, disorder
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| What should I do?
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| Disorder, disorder
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| I know that I, I know that I lose my temper
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| Find my centers in disorder, disorder
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| I know that I, I know that I |