Lyrics Manchester Orchestra

Manchester Orchestra

Apprehension

Finding out that you had lost the little one inside you

Not a sound, but chalk that you had dropped on the floor

And I could tell that when you fell the future never planned on getting easier

God has never been afraid to fill our cups with more than they could hold

Til they all overflow and we drown once and for all

How could I misconceive I was owed something radically radiant

The doctor came through and asked if you'd like to give it name

How can you misconceive our ideals and growing our futures

Some impressive prize I find for placing all the blame

My apprehension got the best of me

Better now than when I found I used to have the gift of amusement

It's funny how without a doubt the family's far more calmer than me

And I will cause a lovers court and do you don't you keep on tapping

Sour-mouth, a coward clout, the dormant gospels nativity

My apprehension got the best of me

Walking dead my heart was moldering

Yeah it got the best of me

The best of me

Pushing it out I heard the healthiest move is to abandon all of my blemish

That's what the hospital staff and the pair of our parents will say

Here I am again directly back to the place where Adam ruined family

running in a marathon of mental til God shows up again

My apprehension got me nowhere

Swimming in my own filth

Yeah got me nowhere

Nowhere