Breath it in, laugh it off, live it up, tumble to the groundnSlow it down, speed it up, force it in, spew it all aroundnStick aroundnI don't want you to drag it out anymore, you shouldnClose your eyes, clench your teeth, plug your ears, tumble to the groundnnI remember the time that you told menYou would always be here, now you're gonennI'm tired of walking home, I'm tired of sleeping innFortunately tangled in oblivionnCounting down the days until I'm living in a cellnnShut it up, quiet down, spin it 'round in this feathered webnBreathe it in, breath it out, screw it up, funny weather friendnStick aroundnMan I need you to be around for my brother, you'renBreath it in, laugh it off, live it up, tumble to the groundnnI remember the time that you told menYou would always be here, now you're gonennI'm tired of walking home, I'm tired of sleeping innFortunately tangled in oblivionnCounting down the days until I'm living in a cellnnPackaged emotion for your busy lifestylenIt cooks in three minutesnAnd your speeding pulse and your frequent seizures are its way of telling younIt's workingnnSleeping innnSo tirednI'm so tiredn