Pick It Up Again

Written by Justin Siegel

I don't sleep
Cause all my worst fears come out at night
And I don't know why I peaked
But I don't even want to try no more
Walking out the door again
But I don't want to make new friends
That's life, we'll pick it up again

Waiting at the door my friend
Waiting to cross paths
Pacing round the floor again
I keep on losing track
Of my thoughts, they go
Round and round in circles

I don't eat
Because my stomach’s bloated from the beer
And I want to get more downtown
At any place that’s open at 3am
And we'll do it all again
I gotta get up
But my head is gonna explode
Here we go

Laying on the floor again
Looking at the wall
Play another chord again
I keep on losing track of my thoughts, they go
Round and round in circles
Round and round in circles
Round and round and
My thoughts, they go
Round and round and
My thoughts, they go
Round and round and
My thoughts, they go
Round and round and
My thoughts, they go
Round and round and