Circadian - David Cook

Who’s to say you’re never wrong

Who’s to say that I’m not already gone

Who’s to say the time inside your head

Keeps running on and on and on and on

Who’s to say we’ll make it through

I’m starting to believe that what we think is never true

Who’s to say the rhymes beside your bed

Will keep you warm when everything is getting colder

And I’m just holding on until it’s over

Mayday

Somebody save me now

And I’m closing my eyes cause once the sun rises

It’s out of my hands

It’s out of my hands

Who’s to say this history

Isn’t only just some winner’s distant memory

You can’t escape this drying ink

The fall of who we are is getting closer

And I’m just holding on until it’s over

Mayday

Somebody save me now

I’m cutting all ties from the world outside

Cause it’s over my head

It’s all coming undone

And falling apart somehow

And I’m closing my eyes cause once the sun rises

It’s out of my hands

Oh, it’s out of my hands

The light pulls me under

And I keep on caving in

Mayday

Somebody save me now

I’m cutting all ties from the world outside

Cause it’s over my head, my head, my head

It’s all coming undone

And falling apart somehow

And I’m closing my eyes cause once the sun rises

It’s out of my hands

Oh, it’s out of my hands