Matt Patrick Walsh - Sines & Saws Lyrics

You're out on the tarmac
You're flailing your arms
You're mapping the trip out
And setting alarms
But your brain won't be buzzing down the road
Yeah, your heart won't be pumping down the road
I'm so nihilistic
You're up on the fence
I say that it's crazy
You think it makes sense
But your life's a maze down the road
Yeah, the Minotaur is crazy down the road
Tie your laces
And zip your coat up tight
Put your gloves on
Life is gonna push us down
But we're gonna fight
We're kicking and screaming
You're twisting our arms
I can say uncle
You're losing your charm
But you're numb and holding to the wheel
Yeah, you're numb, and you're holding to the wheel
Make your bed, dear
And turn off every light
Put your gloves on
Life is gonna push us down
But we're gonna fight
Your itinerary's very well thought out
Without a backup plan
We'll do some adjusting
Dusting all weapons off
Before it hits the fan
Before it hits the fan
Light a candle
And keep it burning bright
We're here waiting
We'll keep it burning through the night
But we're gonna fight
Yeah, we're gonna fight
Yeah, we're gonna fight