Circa Survive - Sharp Practice lyrics

Tripping over things unsaid in
A constant motion
I cannot recognize the truth
‘cause it’s unfamiliar

If you didn’t have so much left to prove
Would there be resistance?
Kicking up this cloud of dust
Till it covers us
I had been there and done it a thousand
Times but never with my eyes open

You get what you paid for
We can’t sell our Goddamn souls anymore
Anymore
Don’t let them give you the runaround again
Again it’s up to you to make sense of it
(yeah talk)

No one hesitates to taste when they
Come and throw the feed down


If you wanna not make haste
Keep your feet on the ground
I see you coming from a million miles
Away like a stampede of footsteps
Kicking up this cloud of dust
Till it covers us you can’t control what has
Happened to your heart
Till you give it away - till you give it away

You get what you paid for
We can’t sell our Goddamn souls anymore
Anymore
Don’t let them give you the runaround again
Again it’s up to you to make sense of it

So many words flooded in my vacant lie
So little space, too little sleep
Too little time
Tripping over things unsaid in
A constant motion
I cannot recognize the truth ‘cause
I’ve never known it
I’ve never known it - I’ve
Never known it - known

You get what you paid for
We can’t sell our Goddamn souls anymore
Anymore
Don’t let them give you the runaround again
Again it’s up to you to make sense of it

I hear you coming from a million miles away
I hear you coming from a million miles away