The Early November - That's Not Your Real Name lyrics
[The Early November - That's Not Your Real Name lyrics]
It's almost a pattern for me
Laid down mistakes out
They're all just like motions to me
And yeah, I could be wrong
Wake up you're faking
I know that you're lying awake
Break off, shake down
I'm tired of obeying the brain
Crossed arms and crooked eyes
Begging like I'm on the line
I hope that there's more here in me
Stale from the middle in
My bro comes off, consider it
I know that it's played and it's weak
Wake up you're faking
I know that you're lying awake
Break off, shake down
I'm tired of obeying the brain
And yeah, I could be wrong taking off
And yeah, I could be wrong jumping off
And yeah, I could be done
Slow down, fade out
It's all just a pattern for me