there comes a point where you swear it s the last time i had a way out but ran out of time for resolutions to be made and it drove me it drove me away this muscle memory s sore and screaming blindsided my mind now we re out of time and i ll admit sometimes i m still shy and i just can t make sense of it everyone around me is changing shape so why am i exactly the same now resolution can t be found and i hear that unfamiliar sound a kid without a cause self sabotage in camouflage