Over My Head - the Fray
I never knew
I never knew that everything was falling through
That everyone I knew was waiting on a cue
To turn and run when all I needed was the truth
But that's how it's got to be
It's coming down to nothing more than apathy
I'd rather run the other way than stay and see
The smoke and who's still standing when it clears and
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
Let's rearrange
I wish you were a stranger I could disengage
Just say that we agree and then never change
Soften a bit until we all just get along
But that's disregard
You find another friend and you discard
As you lose the argument in a cable car
Hanging above as the canyon comes between and
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on
And suddenly I become a part of your past
I'm becoming the part that don't last
I'm losing you and its effortless
Without a sound we lose sight of the ground
In the throw around
Never thought that you wanted to bring it down
I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
Everyone knows
She's on your mind
Everone knows I'm in
Over my head
I'm in over my head
I'm over my
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
Its not too bad a song. Rather nice.
Funny. how some things fit more than you thought huh.. when it comes down to it
buuuut, it doesnt really matter. not right now.
'everyone's assuming wrong i think.
if you throw yourself into the lions den
u cant exactly blame the lion can you huh
but anyways
the lion's smart, see,
he knows if he's the one that grabs you n pulls you in
den its his fault
n he'll get shot or something
but he's still a lion.
he wants you in.
food.
so he lures you
prances
poses
he meows.
he slowly swipes out a gentle paw
playful he tells you
he offers cuddles against his big warm body, his soft fur
his eyes bore into you
n you see,
because he shows you,
the lil cub he once was
you see him telling you
tat he appreciates you coming over to see him
n, the last one,
wont you please step in for a bit?
for him?
n ofcourse you step in.
who'd resist that baby cub you learned to love?
n we all know what happens next.
oh yes.
i've been bitten way too many times
way too many times not to recognise the tell-tale signs
not to be able to tell when hes seducing you in
it comes easily now
bit by bit
but its not all his fault is it?
course not.
you did throw yourself in dear
n you still will huh
tat's ok.
you learn.
somethings dont change.
but somethings do.
you'll deal.
(ok, maaaybe, i overdid the luring bit)
Mood : indifference, actually.
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