Compositor: ROAM
Yesterday was upside down
Guess my head was in the clouds
You know where I'll be
It takes me high, it takes me low
I feel on top and then below
When it takes me
Today I misfired my gun
A thousand things still left undone
There's a mess in the backseat
And now my coffee's going cold
Microwaved, just tastes like mold
I guess it's all connected
Yeah, you can't change what you've been through
What you can do, is turn it all around
Turn it all around
You can fall short of what you aim for
And it feels sore
But you can turn it all around
Turn it all around
Tomorrow's always a day away
It never comes, it never stays
It's always moving
I get down and I feel heat
Set a pace that can't keep
And I'm always losing, yeah