Out of the past
On a moon-jet from out of bound
Try to relax
When my church runs me out of town
Fathom a chance
To behold what you never knew
I'm coming around
And I won't be leaving
Say you can, say you will
Turn a four-letter self regret
Hold the hand that holds your fate
But don't let it lead you on
Right or wrong, I lie in the bed I make
On and on, I lie in the bed I make

Needed a shove
To believe in a jagged edge
The sentiment of
A self centered wonder man
I'm coming unglued
Oh I couldn't be more obvious
Say you can, say you knew
Your sincerity bathed in doubt
All you loved and all you knew
Time let it lead you on
On and on, I lie in the bed I make

So here in the rough
Where a crowd still attracts a crowd
Try to relax...
Oh I couldn't be so obvious

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