Texty: Bracket. Fresh Air.

It's hard for me to read your mind
I'm too afraid of what I'll find

All my certainty starts to sail away
The only thing that I know
Is that I don't really care
All I want is some fresh air

I'm tired of the games I play
I think that it's April Fool's Day

All my sanity starts to sail away
The only thing that I know
Is that I don't really care
All I want is some fresh air

It works every time
It works every time
It works every time

It works every time
It works every time
It works every time

All my certainty starts to sail away
The only thing that I know
Is that I don't really care
All I want is some fresh air