(Hurricane) The Formal Weather Pattern - Something Corporate

Shake down, you make me break

For goodness sake, I think I’m on the edge

Of something new with you

Shout out, don’t drown the sound

I’ll drown you out, you’ll never scream so loud

As I want to scream with you

Standing there with your smile blinding

Your eyes from seeing my face as I’m dying

To figure out a girl

(But she drifts so far away) But she drifts so far away

I’m on her coast so maybe I should stay

And map around your world

So don’t say

These currents are still killing me

And you can’t explain

But the wind went and pulled me

Into your hurricane

Into your hurricane

Stand up, don’t make a sound

Your ears might bleed, there’s sweet fluorescent enemies

That live inside of me

The world moves faster than I knew

Not fast enough to not creep up on you

And the space we put between

So pull me under your weather patterns

Your cold fronts and the rain don’t matter

Because a sun burn’s what I needed

So don’t say

These currents are still killing me

And you can’t explain

But the wind went and pulled you

Into the hurricane

Into the hurricane

You don’t do it on purpose but you make me shake

Now I count the hours til you wake

With your baby’s breath, breathe symphonies

Come on, sweet catastrophe

Well maybe this time I can follow through

I can feel complete, stop paying due

Stop the rain from falling, keep my ocean calm

This time I know nothing’s wrong

So don’t say

These currents are still killing me

And you can’t explain

But the wind went and pulled me in

And no you don’t say

These currents are still killing me

And you can’t explain

But the wind went and pulled me

Into the hurricane

Into the hurricane

Into the hurricane