Manhattan On Mute

You must’ve heard it from your cousins' kids
That last week I slept through the coffee hour
And if I’ve been survived by all those lukewarm showers
In local fibers again
And they’re callin' us the winners now
Yeah they’re callin' us the winners now
And they’re callin' us the winners now
With Manhattan on Mute I’m dipping lower
I’m finding it hard to keep myself around
Manhattan on Mute I’m dipping lower
I’m finding it hard to keep myself around
Don’t bother counting the rings around your eyes
Keep them all around just to say what they will
And if your boiling point has reached a new level
And you’re still watching and waiting to say that you’ve learned
And you’re looking like the latest one
Yeah you’re looking like the latest one
And you’re looking like the latest one
With Manhattan on Mute I’m dipping lower
I’m finding it hard to keep myself around
Manhattan on Mute I’m dipping lower
I’m finding it hard to keep myself around
When you become the punch that gets thrown around
And you keep crawling up in between all the falling down
And you kill your confidence in the usual way
Yeah you kill your confidence in the usual way that you found
When you’re only ever looking down
And always waiting for them to come around
With Manhattan on Mute I’m dipping lower
I’m finding it hard to keep myself around
Manhattan on Mute I’m dipping lower
I’m finding it hard to keep myself around