Lyrics: Bret Kaser
Music: Bret Kaser/Connor Kleitz/Danny Eberle
I blew the walls off the kitchen
Trying to find the new drug
Something that gives me what I'm missing
I end up just how I was
But when I thought of the time, for which I should aim
Nothing came to my mind, I've been stuck in the game
When I thought of someone on which I could rely
Not a face in my mind
But the way that it goes
I had to take on the wheel
I leave myself in the hospital
Just to know it was real
And the way that it goes
I had those burgundy hands
And I don't get to go back now
I drew my line in the sand
But the way that it goes
I had to take on the wheel
I leave myself in the hospital
Just to know it was real
Oh, the way that it goes
Oh, the way that it goes and goes and goes and goes and goes and goes
I'm hiding out at the charity dinner
Hand on the blade and my mind on the skimmer
My eyes sunk in the face of a winner
Mask tight around my neck,Β where the rubber gets thinner
There's a chance that I win, there's a chance that I lose
They did what they did, so I do what I do
I grab a plate, and I stare at the food
Stay at the buffet tasting Prussian blue
In this life full of capsules, explode in a powder
Crescendo and nose-dive
Inside every hour, a life full of bottles
Containing my power, I can't help but try
The way that it goes
I had to take on the wheel
I leave myself in the hospital
Just to know it was real
But the way that it goes
I couldn't care how I feel
I leave myself in the past again
Just to think it was real
I'm that shooting star
My death, a mark in the sky
I let myself break apart now
I'm just a look in his eye
I had to chase that dream
I had to chase that dream