My foreground is reliably
Predictable, just wait and see
Because I'm coming around the bend
Just as my momentum starts to descend
I don't know why I insist on running round in circles
I'm wearing a groove so deep it's up to my ankles
And there's a comfort to be found in things that are familiar
But something tells me I'm taking it too far
Do you know that feeling on a tire swing
Where you're winding it back up again
And you've already, just spun the other way
And you're hoping it'll set you straight
I don't know why I insist on running round in circles
I'm wearing a groove so deep it's up to my ankles
And there's a comfort to be found in things that are familiar
But something tells me I'm taking it too far
I know I'm reluctant to try because I feel unprepared
For the moment
So when, will I finally
Find my nerve
My foreground is reliably
Predictable, predictable just you wait and see
Because I'm coming around the bend
Just as my momentum starts to descend
I don't know why I insist on running round in circles
I'm wearing a groove so deep it's up to my ankle
And there's a comfort to be found in things that are familiar
But something tells me I'm taking it too far
Something tells me I'm taking it to far
Something tells me I'm taking it to far
Something tells me I'm taking it to far