Liam Carse - Autopilot

Past two years I've been on autopilot
Not some case of Jesus take the wheel
Nah, sleeping in the backseat while someone else was driving
So forgive me if none of this feels real

I wake up at four in the evening
Soon as it's begun my day has to end
Stumble home at four in the morning
Knock myself out just to get to bed

The days escape me in little slivers
I watch my face age in grocery store lines
Like water slippin' through my fingers
As I wash my hands the n'teenth time

Past two years I've been on autopilot
Not some case of Jesus take the wheel
Nah, sleeping in the backseat while someone else was driving
So forgive me if none of this feels real

You can call me out by name when I pass by
You can punch me in the mouth, hell you can try
Hook me up to some clamps, jolt me with ten milliamps
Can't guarantee I'll react, much less reply

But I know one day it will fade
I'll snap awake all lively like I was back in those days
I've almost made it through the winter, summer's tappin' on my shoulder
I'm ready to be at the wheel again
Oh, I'm ready to be at the wheel again

Written by:
Liam Carse

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