That's Not Your Real Name

That's Not Your Real Name - The Early November

Slow down and fade out

It's almost a pattern for me

Lay down mistakes come out

They're all just like motions to me

Yeah I could be wrong

Wake up you're faking

I know that you're laying awake

Break off shake down

I'm tired of obeying the breeze

Crossed arms and crooked eyes

Begging like I'm on the line

I hope that there's more left in me

Stale from the middle in

I'm broke comes off considerate

I know that it's played and it's weak

Wake up you're faking

I know that you're laying awake

Break off shake down

I'm tired of obeying the breeze

Yeah I could be wrong

Take it on

Yeah I could be wrong

Jamping down

Yeah I could be done

Slow down and fade out

It's all just a pattern for me