i wake up
and the day feels
broken
i tilt my head
i'm trying to get an angle
'cause the evening
i've always longed for
it could still happen
how do i master
the perfect day
six glasses of water
seven phonecalls
if you leave it alone
it might just happen
anyway
it's not up to you
oh it never really was
it's not up to you
oh it never really was
it's not up to you
well it never really was
it's not up to you
if you wake up
and the day feels
ah broken
just lean into the crack
(just lean into the crack)
and it will tremble
ever so nicely
notice
how it sparkles
down there
i can decide
what i give
but it's not up to me
what i get given
unthinkable surprises
about to happen
but what they are
it's not up to you
well it never really was
it's not up to you
oh it never really was
it's not up to you
oh it never really was
it's not up to you
oh, me, share
it's not up to you
it's not up to you
oh, it never really was
it's not up to you
well, it never really was
it's not up to you
it's not up to you
it's not up to you
it's not up to you
there's too much
clinging
to peak
there's too much
pressure
pressure