Текст песни Waves (feat. Saint Christopher)

Settled stone hardenin' Caught between myself and them If I could means a different end A different song, I'd write it then It's in the past, it's in your peers It's in a picture I can hardly see from here So call it off, a call for calm Could you call me back a little later on? A little later on Broken glass, burnin' grass My weekend's shot, I'm coughing ash So count me in, no canceling To work this out, and we could work again God knows I hate my bed I'm falling in again God knows I hate my home Until you let me in It comes and goes In waves, I know It changes, then For better whеn? It comes and goes In waves, I know It changes, then For better whеn? God knows I hate my bed I'm falling in again God knows I hate my home Until you let me in It's not fucked It's not fine It's in between And that's alright