Текст песни Imtellingyou - hooms

Is there a wrong way to start
All these pointless conversations?
Such as so what if you don't
Tend to you lists
You've got a little part
In your tiny life
I get stuck saying "that's what it is"
All you can say is "that's how it is"
But anyways, let's get busy filling our voids

So who gives a fuck
If you've got nothing to show for it?
An hourglass emptied into the sandbox of time
What's really the difference
So who gives a fuck
If you don't really got anything to show for it?
Ups, downs. They're all catches any how
And that's when you said to yourself
Oh wow, this could really be a bad situation

The set is staged, the plot is known
So you roll, roll, roll, roll
Until there's nowhere to go, go, go, go
And you turn, turn, turn, turn
And bend, bend, bend, bend
Like this unlikely world

I don't see what you see in me
I can't picture, how one succeeds

I don't see what you see in me
I can't picture, how one succeeds

Imtellingyou
There's nothing that can be given that can't be taken away
Imtellingyou
What you don't want to hear and what will come true

Bon voyage