Dancing On A Tightrope - I The Mighty

You carry yourself, like the lines in your pocket

But you lack the simple courage

To move out of your parents' house, I’m calling you out

You seem so sure without a back-up plan

But I pierce the skin, here we are

Holding up your outer shell with both hands

You’re stuck on the path you built yourself to self-destruct

You never stop

I can’t help it, I won’t let you bury yourself, bury yourself

I can’t help it, I won’t let you bury yourself, bury yourself

It’ll all come back to you, all that you can’t pretend

'Cause life has a way of equaling itself out at both ends

I’ll say it again

You seem so sure without a back-up plan

And you disappear and here we are

Counting down the days that you’re going on both hands

You’re stuck on the path you built yourself to self-destruct

You never stop

I can’t help it, I won’t let you bury yourself, bury yourself

I can’t help it, I won’t let you bury yourself, bury yourself

Bury yourself, bury yourself

I can’t help it, I won’t let you bury yourself, bury yourself

I can’t help it, I won’t let you bury yourself, bury yourself

I know you’re desperate to find

Someone to ease that flurried mind

When nobody’s listening

Just know I’ll be there for you still

I’ve got your back, you know I will

No, I’ll never let you bury yourself, bury yourself

Bury yourself, bury yourself