Between these ears I hear
Cold to the touch and full of fear
How many more older souls
Will bury me, bury me down in my own home?
Two sides of my life don't collide
They never cross those enemy lines
And I'm the opposite kinda guy
To be one of those social butterflies
It doesn't mean, doesn't mean that in the summertime
Those two bodies won't find a way to lock eyes
And I'm just caughty stuck in the middle
Counting my lucky stars
[Verse 2]
Bеtween these ears thеre's a plan
Am I using them or are they just a helping hand?
Back then, to quit felt religious
But now faith feels like the holy land
Don't bite the hand that feeds you
Shake it, hold tight, don't fake it, don't fake it
You see that means a heavy minute to me
Now what does it mean to you?
It doesn't mean, doesn't mean that in the summertime
You can drink your plans away, down the drain
You got people to please now
Don't throw it all away
[Breakdown]
Don't reinvent the wheel (I can't complain, I can't complain)
Don't try to be someone you're not ([2:47?])
Don't reinvent the wheel
Don't try to be someone you're not
[Outro]
Don't change
'Cause if you were I'd have seen it
That you've changed
'Cause if you were, I'd believe it
That you have changed
'Cause if you just give me something to hold
Woo