What Comes Next? - Worriers

It’s not the cause, it’s a symptom

It’s a bruise that stays till you will it away

Nothing new, came before my time

There’s a lot to unlearn, get out before it burns

From deep in my guts to the back of my throat

Getting the sense that the game has been thrown

Easy to blame as you watch the unraveling

Easy to see what you want at the time

As the world sings its final refrain

Between give up and never again

I have all the luck I need

All the luck I need

Granted a wish, what’d it be?

Spare me the bullshit of food and world peace

Rushing toward the wall at full speed

Sit back and watch you forget the real enemy

Rational when there’s no consequence

Why be afraid, you can BS your way

Mess with a hive that you least expect

As I quietly scream «get your hands off of me»

As the world sings its final refrain

Between give up and never again

I have all the luck I need

All the luck I need

As the world sings its final refrain

Between give up and never again

I have all the luck I need

All the luck I need

As the world sings its final refrain

Between give up and never again

I have all the luck I need

All the luck I need