Lyrics

Waiting with baited breath, it’s just numbers I keep telling myself
But those numbers mean an awful lot when it’s my
Future, heck, my happiness in the balance
And it’s worked out so far, but what if it was just luck?
What if the banks come knocking before I’ve had the chance
To recoup & complete the master chart

I heard the artists greatest test isn’t just holding out for success
Through the endless grind
Through the eyes are on eyes are off, dopamine rounds

Waiting with baited breath, it’s just numbers I keep telling myself,
But those numbers mean an awful lot when it’s my
Future, heck, my happiness in the balance
And it’s worked out so far, but what if it was just luck?
What if my nervous system just gives out in the end
How long is too long to wait

I heard the artists greatest test isn’t just holding out for success
Through the endless grind
Through the eyes are on eyes are off, dopamine rounds

Ups and the ups and downs
Ups and the ups and downs

I heard the artists greatest test isn’t just holding out for success
Through the endless grind
Through the eyes are on eyes are off dopamine rounds
Through the ups & downs
Through the loves its hates its conveyor belt sounds
Through the endless grind
Through the eyes are on eyes are off, dopamine rounds