Even though beneath it all, I know I'm going to end up somewhere fine
I still find a reason that cuts deep enough to blur what's on my mind
I can't take the pressure off myself, it's getting hard to ask for help, but I need it
And I'm throwing coins into the works and pushing for a sign to tell me I'm breathing
Disorder, disorder
What should I do?
Disorder, disorder
I know that I, I know that I lose my temper
Find my senses in disorder, disorder
I know that I, I know that I
Take another step, I'm feeling dried in this cement, can you pull me out?
Wasted all my sweat to keep some kind of sentiment, but I can't stop now, no
And sometimes it's easier to make the same mistakes than try to break through the ceiling
And just because I turn away, it doesn't mean I've lost the place to believe in, to believe in
Disorder, disorder
What should I do?
Disorder, disorder
I know that I, I know that I lose my temper
Find my senses in disorder, disorder
I know that I, I know that I lose my temper
Find my senses, to my senses
I know that I, I know that I lose my temper
Find my senses, to my senses
I know that I, I know that I
Could you give me some time, that's all I'm asking
I push it down so I won't let it pass me
Could you give me some time, that's all I'm asking
Disorder, disorder
What should I do?
Disorder, disorder
I know that I, I know that I lose my temper
Find my senses in disorder, disorder
I know that I, I know that I
