pushing against the grain watch the clock tick and fade pray for a different scene we can ask but won’t receive
but you apologize over and over you don’t want to hear
cause it’s all white noise swallowing me takin your high horse and i’ll be free cause it’s all white noise swallowing me maybe we’ll know why eventually
we see through the stars burning in the atmosphere down on the boulevard tell me what i want to hear
but you apologize over and over you don’t want to know