Out of Sequence

You try to contest a lie which you probably told A dead vendetta sustained when we're all too old Prone to dig down in grounds where you shouldn't go You get a red light A life without oxygen, whispered in the breath You couldn't breathe or leave alone Pre-Chorus 1 And you wanted a reason to go Chorus Does anybody understand this mind Am I out of sequence Or in the times, the day I cried Does anybody understand these times Am I out of sequence Or in my mind, the day I cried Post-Chorus Out of sequence Or in my mind, the day I cried Verse 2 You're born to a crest, obsessed with the family stones Your hands made of wax attack the flames in which you throw Facts from your aftermath that you can't deny You get a red light A sign two split minds is just the difference of an eye You get a red light Pre-Chorus 2 And you wanted a reason to cry Chorus Does anybody understand this mind Am I out of sequence Or in the times, the day I cried Does anybody understand these times Am I out of sequence Or in my mind, the day I cried Does anybody understand this mind Am I out of sequence Or in the times, the day I cried Bridge Out of sequence Or in the times, the day I cried Out of sequence Or in the times, the day I cried Out of sequence Or in the times, the day I cried Out of sequence Or in the times, the day I cried The day I cried The day I cried The day I cried