Autopilot Lyrics

I exist in in-betweens

The execution and the scheme

Swells of chaos, rolling themes

Christmases and Halloweens

I oscillate from A to B

Across the dull and the obscene

Outgrown spouses like old jeans

I'm moving towns, I'm trading teams

Reallocating the weight of my time

Morning she breaks on the backs of the blinds

I'm gonna find the day that I die

The details were vague and the meaning implied

I insist reflecting on

Every place I might've gone

Fatal heartbreaks at high school proms

Recurrent prodings of past wrongs

Wondering where your friends all went

If any time can be well spent

Which arrived of letters sent

(Letters sent)

And which are now the government's

Reallocating the weight of my time

Morning she breaks on the backs of the blinds

I'm gonna find the day that I die

The details were vague and the meaning implied

The silence you had drowned

(Had drowned, had drowned)

Has always been around

(Around, around)

Reallocating the weight of my time

Morning she breaks on the backs of the blinds

I'm gonna find the day that I die

The details were vague and the meaning implied

I hope there's some beauty innate to the try