Consolation Prize (feat. Gabe Reasoner)
Just what did you think would happen if you tried?
Just another drawn out sleepless night
Where everything you want runs endlessly through your mind
And nothing's any closer
Will I ever be the one who gets picked first?
Or will I spend my life in second and third?
Or this all a joke?
I haven't got a hope
Keep my mind occupied
'Til I drift on home
It's 4AM, just close your eyes
You can't do that, we'll compromise
Get out of bed, take something strong
It does no good, lay down til dawn
Stumble through another day of scraping by
Something is late, you can't say why
Another friend reaches out and you just say you're fine
As if it makes you stronger
Will I ever be the one who gets picked first?
Or will I spend my life in second and third?
Or this all a joke?
I haven't got a hope
Keep my mind occupied
'Til I drift on home
I'm out of body
Hovering above my restless frame
No one is coming
To watch an overnight one actor tragedy
So if you need me I'll be floating far above this
Performing for these fleeting thoughts of "is it worth it?"
And when my body finally gives way to the quiet
I will return to the dark and hope that we find our purpose
Will I ever be the one who gets picked first?
Or will I spend my life in second and third?
Or this all a joke?
I haven't got a hope
Keep my mind occupied
'Til I drift on home
Will I ever be the one who gets picked first?
Or will I spend my life in second and third?
Or this all a joke?
I haven't got a hope
Keep my mind occupied
'Til I drift on home
Just another drawn out sleepless night
Where everything you want runs endlessly through your mind
And nothing's any closer
Will I ever be the one who gets picked first?
Or will I spend my life in second and third?
Or this all a joke?
I haven't got a hope
Keep my mind occupied
'Til I drift on home
It's 4AM, just close your eyes
You can't do that, we'll compromise
Get out of bed, take something strong
It does no good, lay down til dawn
Stumble through another day of scraping by
Something is late, you can't say why
Another friend reaches out and you just say you're fine
As if it makes you stronger
Will I ever be the one who gets picked first?
Or will I spend my life in second and third?
Or this all a joke?
I haven't got a hope
Keep my mind occupied
'Til I drift on home
I'm out of body
Hovering above my restless frame
No one is coming
To watch an overnight one actor tragedy
So if you need me I'll be floating far above this
Performing for these fleeting thoughts of "is it worth it?"
And when my body finally gives way to the quiet
I will return to the dark and hope that we find our purpose
Will I ever be the one who gets picked first?
Or will I spend my life in second and third?
Or this all a joke?
I haven't got a hope
Keep my mind occupied
'Til I drift on home
Will I ever be the one who gets picked first?
Or will I spend my life in second and third?
Or this all a joke?
I haven't got a hope
Keep my mind occupied
'Til I drift on home
Credits
Writer(s): Ben Drake, Gabe Reasoner
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