Dozer Tx Hollow
There comes a point where you swear it's the last time
I had a way out but ran out of time
For resolutions to be made
And it drove me (it drove me) it drove me away
This muscle memory's sore and screaming
Blindsided my mind now we're out of time
And I'll admit (That's how it's always been)
Sometimes I'm still shy and (I'll confess)
I just can't make sense of it
Everyone around me is changing shape
So why am I exactly the same?
Now resolution can't be found and I hear (I fear) that unfamiliar sound
A kid without a cause
Self-sabotage in camouflage
