The Birdwatchers - End of the Night Lyrics

My body goes wherever it wants
My body doesn't go out very much
And accidents can weigh down on your soul
It's best to know when to let go

Let it go, boy
Let it go, boy

Nobody wants to be this way
Imparted with pointless blame
And every night I lie awake
And every day plays out the same
Practice portion control
And leave the rest for the road

Fallen from the shelf
And dragged through the mud
Tried it for yourself
But it wasn't that fun

Oh
I won't see unless you

Save the best for last
Find it through the looking glass
Confined to the middle, resigned to take it
One more problem and another in the making

Oh
I don't see it but the

Drugs won't fix your mind
The drugs won't make it fine
The drugs won't make you better but it's worth a try