If I could hear my echoes from five years back
They would join me in accord
Because I've been saying the same thing for years now
"things are going to have to change in the morning."
Charmed and rapt with all of the a**umed notions
Of how this would all turn out
I've spent all day slow dancing with all of the tired slogans
That follow me around
And all of the breaths between words concur, we've
Been running these circles to shreds