Cut the Quick
It's all right when you're coming undone
I feel my heart skipping like a stone on the sun
Just when I thought I tried every trick in the book
I see my premonition by hook or by crook
And I said it's all fine
My soul is just giving a try
You can't tell me that's just how it should be
Now let me go to sleep underneath that oak tree
When I look up at the stars I can't think complete thoughts
Now filled with paranoia and I'm back at the start
So catch up
Sometimes I feel like I'm looking at you
Oh no
The flower's blooming
I see it in view
Oh no
Sometimes I feel like I'm looking at you
Oh no
The flower's blooming
I'm feeling like I got you to see it
La la la la la, la-la-la-la
La la la la la, la-la-la-la
All that's left to do is just give it a try
It feels like I was sleeping on a bed of lies
Now catch up
Sometimes I feel like I'm looking at you
Oh no
The flower's blooming
I see it in view
Oh no
Sometimes I feel like I'm looking at you
Oh no
The flower's blooming
I'm feeling like I got you to see it
Sleeping this off
I got a picture of you
And this is cutting at the quick now
And that is nothing new
I guess you can be turned around
I'm sleeping this off
I got a picture of you
And this is cutting at the quick now
And that is nothing new
I guess you can be turned around
I'm sleeping this off
I got a picture of you
And this is cutting at the quick now
And that is nothing new
I guess you can be turned around
La la la la la, la-la-la-la
La la la la la, la-la-la-la
La la la la la, la-la-la-la
La la la la la, la-la-la-la
