Methods of Mess

Verse 1

Silver lines and straight roads

Tied up in the knots we made

Patterns breaking

Systems shaking through the frame

Watch the math dissolve away

Waiting for the grid to collapse out in the gray

Pre-Chorus

Held a compass

Lost the center

Counting minutes

Find the exit

Chorus

Break it down to start it new

Order falling out of view

Line it up just to rip it through

I am trying to follow you

Nothing is real until it breaks

Spinning fast for heaven's sake

Pull the thread

Lost my head

Start it up again

Verse 2

Rubble builds a palace wall

Every brick is leaning right

Wild design

Border line in the light

Shifting under heavy weight

Colors bleed inside the garden near the gate

Pre-Chorus

Held a compass

Lost the center

Counting minutes

Find the exit

Chorus

Break it down to start it new

Order falling out of view

Line it up just to rip it through

I am trying to follow you

Nothing is real until it breaks

Spinning fast for heaven's sake

Pull the thread

Lost my head

Start it up again

Bridge

Scatter every piece

Until I find the peace

A method to the mess

Nothing left to confess

Pick it up

Put it back

Running off the track

Chorus

Break it down to start it new

Order falling out of view

Line it up just to rip it through

I am trying to follow you

Nothing is real until it breaks

Spinning fast for heaven's sake

Pull the thread

Lost my head

Start it up again

Chorus

Break it down to start it new

Order falling out of view

Line it up just to rip it through

I am trying to follow you

Nothing is real until it breaks

Spinning fast for heaven's sake

Pull the thread

Lost my head

Start it up again