T.B.D.

In the moment, I was losing my head and reading too much and losing my head
And I was reaching forward, I was already there, reading too much and losing my head
This information caused a cut in the line, now I'm remembering God and reading too much, it's so nice
Print is smaller than the ants in the grass, I'll have to put it away now
In the morning, there are things to be read and words to be said and food to be fed, but I won't be there
I'll be clutching on a megaphone pointed at my head, could you be there?
Would you kindly scream this word for word so loud and clear?
I can't remember it all, it needs to be clear, I tell you
If the feeling drops out of your voice, would you kindly pick it up?

This is how I'll go out tonight
Dressed in blue, by the book tonight
This is how I'll go out tonight
But I don't need a book

We're talking anchors, talking ships, we're talking seas
We're talking everything you need, you should be working now
Not only asking how and the whereabouts of where you'll be
I don't suspect you will be thinking
When the brain is dead and the mind has taken over
This is a skill, this is not a game
Where have you been? Are you with us? Can you hear us?
Got the megaphone pointed at you

This is how I'll go out tonight
Dressed in blue by the book tonight
This is how I'll go out tonight
But I don't need a book

This is how I'll go out tonight
Dressed in blue, by the book tonight
This is how I'll go out tonight
But I don't need a book, no

In the moment, I was losing my head and reading too much and losing my head
And I was reaching forward, I was already there
Losing my head, reading too much, losing my head



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Writer(s): Edward Joel Kowalczyk, Patrick Dahlheimer, Chad David Taylor, Chad Alan Gracey
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