Waypoint - Out of Sorts

I know the way you feel
Stuck at the point you started
Days are all blending
Never ending
In my own way
This is now where I stand
Woke up these dreams die hard
Days are still mending
If you're still waiting I'll be running
Circles, Circles around you

Throw out everyone and everything
It's crossed my mind, it's crossed my mind
Tear down everything you've worked to make
Has crossed my mind, crossed my mind

It was late Sunday evening
When you rolled your eyes right over me
Said what are you still running from, You're wasting away
Not dead but bleeding
When you rolled that stone right over me
What am I still running from
I'm wasting away

Turn back or go higher
Too late, the fire Surrounds us where we stand
Turn back or fight
We're up through the night
It's all gone. out of my hands

Throw out everyone and everything
It's crossed my mind, crossed my mind
Tear down everything you've worked to make
Has crossed my mind, crossed my mind

It was late Sunday evening
When you rolled your eyes right over me
Said "what are you still running from, you're wasting away"

Wasting away
I'm wasting away

Written by:
Cody Ingram, Cory Crosby, Jon Libke, Josh Lopez

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