Everyday Balloons

It's more than fists and phases
It goes beyond life's little changes, it's not enough
Banks, bombs, coffee shops
Everything I own

I can't even think a second
Without my thoughts coming down to wreck it, know what I'm saying?
Spirit's been gone for months
When is it coming home?

These hangups alone
Are cutting me down
Hurting my ears
Chomp at the bit and bite at the masses

Every day I miss it
I practice petty fucking myths to fix it just for a while
Shelve it with the rest of me
Next to the faith I've loaned

I sore my throat to get it
I tune it in and turn it up to forget it, that's how it happens
Stage fright therapy
The only help I own

These hangups alone
Are cutting me down
Hurting my ears
Chomp at the bit and bite at the masses

Forgot who's in control
I'm killing what kills
Healing what hurts
Smile at the world, destroying these feelings

And we sing
And we sing