Rachael Sage - Undertow Lyrics

I have all my things around me
And this cluttler makes me choke
I’m the whipping-post for stillness
I’m the laughingstock of smoke
I have all my things around me
And this cluttler makes me high
I’m the last flight out to Vegas
I’m the laughingstock of sky

Why can’t I move, why can’t I sleep?
Could it be something somebody owes me?
There are no reasons to be so low
There is no reason in the undertow

My mother called me
Yesterday morning
She said “my angel,
You’ve got better things to do
Than sit inside your
Linoleum castle
Mourning the secrets
You only think you knew...

So why can’t you move, why can’t you sleep?
Could it be something
You wish you’d had the sense to keep?
There are no reasons to be so low
There is no reason in the undertow

I travel distances by sinking inside
But it’s not useful...
No it’s not clean like the tide
There are too many
Crumbling romances to write
Too many wars left to lose
So why can’t I choose?

I have all my things around me
And this cluttler makes me choke
I’m the whipping-post for stillness
I’m the laughingstock of smoke
I have all my things around me
And this cluttler makes me high
I’m the last flight out to Vegas
I’m the laughingstock of sky

There are no reasons to be so low
There is no reason in the undertow
There’s only treason in the undertow