Turn back

Pretty sure that there's a hole inside us
And it's taking all I've got
Back on the medication and lying to myself
Say that there's nobody else

I'm passing the playground
With the fire trucks
And ask how I'm doing now that
Nothing really matters anymore
I never want to turn back
Driving on the field track
Knowing that it's all going to get to me eventually

Give it a rest, give it a rest, won't you?
Give it a rest, give it a rest, won't you?
Give it a rest, give it a rest, won't you? (Please)
Give it a rest, give it a rest, won't you? Won't you?

I'm passing the playground
With the fire trucks
And ask how I'm doing now that
Nothing really matters anymore
I never want to turn back
Driving on the field track
Knowing that it's all going to get to me eventually



Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Lim
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