Hibernate
What happens when the running stops
Have I found the place where I don't have to grow up
If this cures the cards that I'm dealt
Then I live with the fear that my dreams will be dropped
I'm stuck in miles to stay sedated
And resist the thoughts that leave my head deflated
We run until our bones cave in
Crawl away from feeling anything
And there's no room to fail or self-destruct
Or sweep ideas under the rug
And I won't bear the guilt of giving up
Or be the one who's not enough
Don't let me fuck it up
Don't let me fuck it up
I'm married to the life we lead
I've tied the knot until we rest in peace
I've given up on any thoughts of love
This feeling shivered down a one way stream
Oh, emotionally I shut myself down
Love wasn't enough to stop me traveling around
I empathize with those who try to stay
Prevent themselves from getting pushed away
And there's no room to fail or self-destruct
Or sweep ideas under the rug
And I won't bear the guilt of giving up
Or be the one who's not enough
Don't let me fuck it up
And there's no room to fail or self-destruct
Or sweep ideas under the rug
And I won't bear the guilt of giving up
Or be the one who's not enough
Don't let me fuck it up
Oooh, Don't let me fuck it up
Have I found the place where I don't have to grow up
If this cures the cards that I'm dealt
Then I live with the fear that my dreams will be dropped
I'm stuck in miles to stay sedated
And resist the thoughts that leave my head deflated
We run until our bones cave in
Crawl away from feeling anything
And there's no room to fail or self-destruct
Or sweep ideas under the rug
And I won't bear the guilt of giving up
Or be the one who's not enough
Don't let me fuck it up
Don't let me fuck it up
I'm married to the life we lead
I've tied the knot until we rest in peace
I've given up on any thoughts of love
This feeling shivered down a one way stream
Oh, emotionally I shut myself down
Love wasn't enough to stop me traveling around
I empathize with those who try to stay
Prevent themselves from getting pushed away
And there's no room to fail or self-destruct
Or sweep ideas under the rug
And I won't bear the guilt of giving up
Or be the one who's not enough
Don't let me fuck it up
And there's no room to fail or self-destruct
Or sweep ideas under the rug
And I won't bear the guilt of giving up
Or be the one who's not enough
Don't let me fuck it up
Oooh, Don't let me fuck it up
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Writer(s): Rebecca Blomfield, Webb Christopher, Oliver Holbrook, Hutton William
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