[Intro: Knapsack]
I don't know what I would do

[Hook: Knapsack]
It could feel like floating through the air
It could feel like floating through the air

[Verse: Knapsack]
And I'm pretty sure that I'm conceited
But I'm struggling just to concede it
And I'm trying to look to the future just to see myself in a mirror
And that's just another way to look at it, I guess
But every time I walk in a new room
I know I'm more or less the same as I was before

[Breakdown: Knapsack & underscores]
(The same as I was before)
(Oh, I don't know what I would do)

[Verse: underscores]
And I'm pretty sure that I'm conceited
But I'm struggling to find a reason
And I know I'm back to the same old shit
But at the same time I'm not sure I like what I've become
Watch me, watch me, do you see me running backwards?
Tryna reason through it but I can't see any patterns
Silly teenage problem, no I guess it doesn't matter (no I guess it doesn't matter)
Slipping, slipping, I don't know about progression
Body in the water but I'm okay from the neck up
All these new friends but I wish I never met them (yeah, I wish I never met them)
[Hook: Knapsack]
It could feel like floating through the air
It could feel like floating through the air
It could feel like floating through the air

[Outro: Knapsack & underscores]
But every time I walk in a new room I know I'm more or less
The same as I was before