Some days now
Some days you're not yourself, simply not yourself
For the first time in a long while you're engaging in someone else
Yes in someone else
Such a shame how this has all weighed out
Some days you're not yourself, simply not yourself
For the first time in a long while you're engaging in someone else
In someone else
As opposed meeting periodically
Where it seems you're just a stranger
This scene don't fit for you no more
Working cross words, just one more drink, another
Loose friends, lost lovers
Some days I'm just not myself
Some days you're not quite yourself
Just a loose friend, lost lover
Ain't it strange losing people every day
But I'm so caught up on myself, only thinking of myself
Pointing blame, oh is this just some big game we're playing
I can feel it in my chest, I think I'm losing it
Glued to the ceiling
But you can't invite the feeling you need some rest
Yeah we could all use some rest now
Looking both ways just crossing the street, smoking that
Just to help you decompress
These loose friends, lost lovers
Some days I'm just not myself
Some days you're not quite yourself
Just a loose friend, lost lover
Taste something you know you're not
The weight it folds you feel it's holding down
All of your excuses now
Tired of run-on sentences and broken promises
In result, yeah who's picking up the pieces now
Put on a hell of a front sometimes, really it's just hard to be myself sometimes (Sometimes)
Put on a hell of a front sometimes, sometimes, sometimes (Sometimes)
Put on a hell of a front sometimes, really it's just hard to be myself sometimes (Sometimes)
Put on a hell of a front sometimes, sometimes, sometimes (Sometimes)
(Tired of run-on sentences)
Put on a hell of a front sometimes
Put on a hell of a front sometimes (Sometimes)
(Picking up the pieces now)
One hell of a front, one hell of a front, one hell of a front
(I guess I'm just)
Some days you're not quite yourself
(All of your excuses now, picking up the pieces now)
Some days you're not yourself, simply not yourself
(I guess you're just)
Some days you're not quite yourself
(I guess you're tired of run-on sentences and broken promises
In result, yeah who's picking up the pieces now)
Just keep taking your time, taking your time, taking your time, taking your
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Performed By: Hookup
Length: 5:21
Written by: CALEB EARL GRAY, GRAYSON PETER HAMM, KYLE MATTHEW BENNETT, WESLEY BELK
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Some days now
Some days you're not yourself, simply not yourself
For the first time in a long while you're engaging in someone else
Yes in someone else
Such a shame how this has all weighed out
Some days you're not yourself, simply not yourself
For the first time in a long while you're engaging in someone else
In someone else
As opposed meeting periodically
Where it seems you're just a stranger
This scene don't fit for you no more
Working cross words, just one more drink, another
Loose friends, lost lovers
Some days I'm just not myself
Some days you're not quite yourself
Just a loose friend, lost lover
Ain't it strange losing people every day
But I'm so caught up on myself, only thinking of myself
Pointing blame, oh is this just some big game we're playing
I can feel it in my chest, I think I'm losing it
Glued to the ceiling
But you can't invite the feeling you need some rest
Yeah we could all use some rest now
Looking both ways just crossing the street, smoking that
Just to help you decompress
These loose friends, lost lovers
Some days I'm just not myself
Some days you're not quite yourself
Just a loose friend, lost lover
Taste something you know you're not
The weight it folds you feel it's holding down
All of your excuses now
Tired of run-on sentences and broken promises
In result, yeah who's picking up the pieces now
Put on a hell of a front sometimes, really it's just hard to be myself sometimes (Sometimes)
Put on a hell of a front sometimes, sometimes, sometimes (Sometimes)
Put on a hell of a front sometimes, really it's just hard to be myself sometimes (Sometimes)
Put on a hell of a front sometimes, sometimes, sometimes (Sometimes)
(Tired of run-on sentences)
Put on a hell of a front sometimes
Put on a hell of a front sometimes (Sometimes)
(Picking up the pieces now)
One hell of a front, one hell of a front, one hell of a front
(I guess I'm just)
Some days you're not quite yourself
(All of your excuses now, picking up the pieces now)
Some days you're not yourself, simply not yourself
(I guess you're just)
Some days you're not quite yourself
(I guess you're tired of run-on sentences and broken promises
In result, yeah who's picking up the pieces now)
Just keep taking your time, taking your time, taking your time, taking your
Some days you're not yourself, simply not yourself
For the first time in a long while you're engaging in someone else
Yes in someone else
Such a shame how this has all weighed out
Some days you're not yourself, simply not yourself
For the first time in a long while you're engaging in someone else
In someone else
As opposed meeting periodically
Where it seems you're just a stranger
This scene don't fit for you no more
Working cross words, just one more drink, another
Loose friends, lost lovers
Some days I'm just not myself
Some days you're not quite yourself
Just a loose friend, lost lover
Ain't it strange losing people every day
But I'm so caught up on myself, only thinking of myself
Pointing blame, oh is this just some big game we're playing
I can feel it in my chest, I think I'm losing it
Glued to the ceiling
But you can't invite the feeling you need some rest
Yeah we could all use some rest now
Looking both ways just crossing the street, smoking that
Just to help you decompress
These loose friends, lost lovers
Some days I'm just not myself
Some days you're not quite yourself
Just a loose friend, lost lover
Taste something you know you're not
The weight it folds you feel it's holding down
All of your excuses now
Tired of run-on sentences and broken promises
In result, yeah who's picking up the pieces now
Put on a hell of a front sometimes, really it's just hard to be myself sometimes (Sometimes)
Put on a hell of a front sometimes, sometimes, sometimes (Sometimes)
Put on a hell of a front sometimes, really it's just hard to be myself sometimes (Sometimes)
Put on a hell of a front sometimes, sometimes, sometimes (Sometimes)
(Tired of run-on sentences)
Put on a hell of a front sometimes
Put on a hell of a front sometimes (Sometimes)
(Picking up the pieces now)
One hell of a front, one hell of a front, one hell of a front
(I guess I'm just)
Some days you're not quite yourself
(All of your excuses now, picking up the pieces now)
Some days you're not yourself, simply not yourself
(I guess you're just)
Some days you're not quite yourself
(I guess you're tired of run-on sentences and broken promises
In result, yeah who's picking up the pieces now)
Just keep taking your time, taking your time, taking your time, taking your
Writer: CALEB EARL GRAY, GRAYSON PETER HAMM, KYLE MATTHEW BENNETT, WESLEY BELK
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave