At Our Best When We’re Asleep

Another hour in slow motion
I’m treading dirty water
Dragged down the pacific ocean in a shudder
Another minute in rewind

I visit lonely ghosts
Exhumed by what I find
Pacing back and forth

Another second in distress
I’m making nothing clearer
Every move I just regress
And reflect in broken mirrors

Throw me overboard so I can drown
Anything to get a break from this sound
Throw me overboard so I can drown
Anything to get a break from this sound

Another week in disbelief
Another week off course
At our best when we’re asleep
I’ve felt this once before
Another day in disarray
Always set to fail
Depression is so passé when it’s not for sale

Throw me overboard so I can drown
Anything to get a break from this sound
Throw me overboard so I can drown
Anything to get a break from this sound

I can’t relate to anything
I can’t relate to you
I can’t relate to what’s tolerable
So I’ll see myself on through

I can’t relate to anything
I can’t relate to you
I can’t relate to what’s tolerable
So I’ll see myself on through