Moving For The Sake Of Motion

Underoath · Play Your Old Stuff [2011]

Someone please turn the lights back on.

I've been wandering here for days, disconnected, and in search

For new air to breathe in.



I don't think I can fix this.

Don't think I could change.



But that's the problem.

We never speak to Him.

Our closing walls have caged us in

And I can't quite remember.



This was the first time I didn't say enough.

This was the only time I kept it close enough.



Brace yourself! Come on, brace yourself



They're not waking

They're not waking up.

They're not waking

They're not waking up.



Oh, my God



Oh, my God.

I hate the me that I've become.

This needy, useless, forgetting one.

Truthfully, I can be the me, the me that I've washed up to be.



Don't stop breathing.

The walls have just begun to spin.

It's all around you, just open your eyes and take a look.



Don't stop breathing.

Just let the water calm you.

Don't stop breathing; not this time.