Caro (Band) - Burrows

You couldn't get me off
This pretty little train of thought
Even if the railway's gone

Drowning in a cerebral sea
Where all the fish are out to get me
My feet never quite find the floor

You paint yourself
Into a corner
With all these big ideas of yours

You skipped a page out of rage, out of apathy
I'll cut your throat but of course not literally
While reading back, a heart attack starts to come over me
I'll be whatever you want me to be

I thought that you would know better than that
I thought that you would know better than that
I thought that you would know better than that

Why can't I think the way I'm supposed to?
A whole host of ways to say I don't know what to do
Why can't I fall?

Wish I could be there at the end of it all
Just so I could see how it all goes down
Wish I could be there at the end of it all
Just so I could see how it all goes down

(I'm scared)
Of starting my plans
(I'm scared)
Of the world being washed away
(I'm scared)
That I might have things to say
(I'm scared)
Oh no, just scared of starting my game