produced by howard louis and john mondick
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How do I get by
Without sounding like a broken record
How do I know when it’s time to go
And give myself credit where more credit is due
How will I live through a year like this
When my mind’s already fraying
How do I deal with the mass appeal
Of my soul’s journey into abandon and fear
The fear steers clear of the smile laying here
And the knife keeps getting deeper
How do I get by
Without sounding like a broken record
How do I go from an extrovert
To convoluted, so intruded, rooted, endured
How will I face another moment out here
When my mind’s already breaking
Cannot I be a substance freak
Or stop being so inclined to think
And simply step into this moment
And see it temporary
How do I get by
Without sounding like a broken record
How do I take another step forward
And learn to love every single scary moment
Life’s too short for this solo cohort
And the game’s already playing
Will not I pull the boot straps up
And cherish the moments that will not repeat
I still steer clear and swerve to the rear
Where the fire’s burning inside of here
How do I get by
Without sounding like a broken record
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