Always turning to the wrong things and time
Always turning to the wrong things and
Time will tell, time will tell

Always worried about me and myself
Always worried about me
And no one else, no one else

Too much stress put on me by me
Too much stress put on me by me
For nothing, ­for no thing

Too much weight on me I’m running thin
Only option left is to start again
Can I start again?

It’s the right mind for the wrong god
Yeah

I think I’m lying, I think I might be lying
Starting to think I’m not so sure anymore
This selfishness is getting hard to ignore

I think we’re slowly dying
We might be slowly dying
It’s okay cause life is bigger than this
I found peace instead of emptiness

I'm running I'm running I'm running I'm running on clouds
I wanna I wanna I wanna I wanna be proud
I want it I want it I want it I want it

It’s the right mind for the wrong god
Yeah