I wake up
And the day feels
Broken
I tilt my head
Iīm trying to get an angle
īCause the evening
Iīve always longed for
It could still happen
How do I master
The perfect day
Six glasses of water
Seven phonecalls
If you leave it alone
It might just happen
Anyway
Itīs not up to you
Oh it never really was
Itīs not up to you
Oh it never really was
Itīs not up to you
Well it never really was
Itīs not up to you
If you wake up
And the day feels
Ah broken
Just lean into the crack
(Just lean into the crack)
And it will tremble
Ever so nicely
Notice
How it sparkles
Down there
I can decide
What I give
But itīs not up to me
What I get given
Unthinkable surprises
About to happen
But what they are
Itīs not up to you
Well it never really was
Itīs not up to you
Oh it never really was
Itīs not up to you
Oh it never really was
Itīs not up to you
Oh, me, share
Itīs not up to you
Itīs not up to you
Oh, it never really was
Itīs not up to you
Well, it never really was
Itīs not up to you
Itīs not up to you
Itīs not up to you
Itīs not up to you
Thereīs too much
Clinging
To peak
Thereīs too much
Pressure
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