Hanging In

(Album: The More I Sleep The Less I Dream - 2018)

I wish I had a secret, something I could share
But no one knows me better than I know myself but I'm forgetful
When it seems to suit me most, when there's something I should say
This is real talk, in real time

And I'm hanging in
To the thinnest piece of string that's ever existed
Eh-eheh

I wish I had the bottle, when something's on my mind
But no one knows you better than you know yourself so don't be nervous
And maybe I'll admit it, I know I'm not so smart
But no one knows me better than I know myself but I'm forgetful

And I'm hanging in
To the thinnest piece of string that's ever existed
I'm hanging in
If I turn around and blink I'm sure I can miss it
Eh-eheh

Eh-eheh
Eh-eheh

You're walking me, talking me, pushing me under the bus
You're walking me, talking me, pushing me under the bus
Don't push me don't push me don't push me don't push
Don't push me don't push me don't push me don't push

You're walking me, talking me, pushing me under the bus
You're walking me, talking me, pushing me under the bus
Don't rush me don't rush me don't rush me don't rush
Don't push me don't push me don't push me don't push

You're walking me, talking me, pushing me under the bus
Don't rush me don't rush me don't rush me don't rush