Текст песни Noise Machines - Adam Tell

Is anything out of place?
Is anything wrong?
Why do I have a feeling
That this was a close call

Days are in order
Keeping track of time
I'm losing myself
In checkout lines

I've been getting
Light sleep
Cold feet
So far away from the morning
I need to
Tune out
The sound of me
Growing dependant on
Noise machines

Repeat conversation
'Till it fades away
Tangled in opinions
I can't think straight

Turn round on my directions
I'm always undecided
Quiet apprehension
That I'm never invited

I've been getting
Light sleep
Cold feet
So far away from the morning
I need to
Tune out
The sound of me
Growing dependant on
Noise machines

I've sunken in
For far too long
I've let this noise
Drown out this song

I'll quantify
The time that's past
Lace up my shoes
Run twice as fast

Happiness comes
From within the mind
It needs constant care
It takes some time

It's possible
That you need to try