It's all been done before
It's all derived from someone else's wrongs
Retying every lace it's swallows it's own face and storms at the ground

And it's always the same
And I will rearrange!

And then everyday it gets a little more obsessed with it's own worth
Retying every lace it's swallows it's own face and storms at the ground

It's all been done before
It's all derived from someone else's wrongs