The Blues
Sifting through morals and motives
Trying to find any signs of life
Caught between molars and motifs
That are biting into my side
If you've already heard this
It's because I forgot what I said before
It's not as if they're visions
Just a different way to settle the score
But it's true
That I lost my mind
When I lost the blues
When I lost your eyes
When I lost my parachute
And I chose a side
I thought I couldn't lose
I thought it was so kind
I thought that it was you
Now I'm sifting through sticks and stones
Trying to find some validation
Caught between these twisted jokes
Is some kind of definition of love
Or so I'm told
I only listen with one ear
The other one is filled with apathy
So excuse me if I didn't hear it right
It's true
That I lost my mind
When I lost the blues
When I lost your eyes
When I lost my parachute
And I chose a side
I thought I couldn't lose
I thought it was so kind
I thought that it was you
Hello
It's your friendly neighborhood lunatic
With some kind of concrete plan for a better world
That he honestly doesn't understand
He's just sorting out his defenses
Speaking in Morse code and incomplete sentences
Struggling to form a thought about every war he's ever fought
So please just let it go
I just want you to know
That it's true
Yeah I lost my mind
When I lost the blues
When I lost your eyes
When I lost my parachute
And I chose a side
I thought I couldn't lose
I thought it was so kind
I thought that it was you
Trying to find any signs of life
Caught between molars and motifs
That are biting into my side
If you've already heard this
It's because I forgot what I said before
It's not as if they're visions
Just a different way to settle the score
But it's true
That I lost my mind
When I lost the blues
When I lost your eyes
When I lost my parachute
And I chose a side
I thought I couldn't lose
I thought it was so kind
I thought that it was you
Now I'm sifting through sticks and stones
Trying to find some validation
Caught between these twisted jokes
Is some kind of definition of love
Or so I'm told
I only listen with one ear
The other one is filled with apathy
So excuse me if I didn't hear it right
It's true
That I lost my mind
When I lost the blues
When I lost your eyes
When I lost my parachute
And I chose a side
I thought I couldn't lose
I thought it was so kind
I thought that it was you
Hello
It's your friendly neighborhood lunatic
With some kind of concrete plan for a better world
That he honestly doesn't understand
He's just sorting out his defenses
Speaking in Morse code and incomplete sentences
Struggling to form a thought about every war he's ever fought
So please just let it go
I just want you to know
That it's true
Yeah I lost my mind
When I lost the blues
When I lost your eyes
When I lost my parachute
And I chose a side
I thought I couldn't lose
I thought it was so kind
I thought that it was you
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Benson
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