Well I fake a lot of symptoms to be a different person I try to listen I try to be primed for a reason to go back to sleep That's not to say there's no relief I like it when it happens; you don't You're happy? When you show it; I won't The cycle keeps repeating I can't escape the rip There's no stopping what this is Back in the day your style was impressive, infectious, stress-less Disposition had it all, nothing but rapport Full of what you're empty of I hide my riches in embarrassing sheets that reek of suspicious happenings 'Cause I'm a different person and that will make you sick There's no stopping what this is This thing we left outside is waterlogged You're a load bearing friend and that is what makes this hard This thing we left outside is waterlogged And all that I know is one of us has to wring it out This thing we left outside is waterlogged I've thought about nothing but this I won't escape the rip