Get a Grip

So feign a better life
Like nothing's wrong
And know it's in your head
That the ghosts of something good
They linger on
To haunt the living dead

My god, I've changed
I'm losing myself to thinking this way
Get a grip, kid
C'mon, C'mon, C'mon, C'mon

My god, I've changed
I'm losing myself to thinking this way
Get a grip, kid
C'mon, C'mon, C'mon, C'mon...