|Drums, Vocals:||Brittany Harrell|
|Vocals, Guitar:||Brad Wyrosdick|
|Guitar, Vocals:||Patrick Bambrick|
|Bass, Vocals:||Bryan Kerr|
I'm all too familiar with over-thinking.
Exaggerating every situation that I get caught up in.
Scratching my skin to the bone. Repeating thoughts when I'm alone,
But I'm getting use to it.
Over and over my head spins.
I only get this feeling from a bad dream. Somebody wake me up. Wake me up, again.
I try to stay distracted to keep me from reacting to pictures on the wall or lyrics in a song.
All I see and all I hear reminds me I'm not thinking clear, but I'm getting use to it.
I'm over the water under the bridge. I'll never dive back in.
And I've dried off my hands, made my amends, but the storm keeps rolling in.
I'm waking up, again.
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