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I wake up
And the day feels broken
I tilt my head
I'm trying to get an angle
'Cause the evenin'
I've always longed for
It could still happen
How do I master
The perfect day?
Six glasses of water
Seven phone calls
If you leave it alone
It might just happen
Anyway
It's not up to you, oh, it never really was
It's not up to you, oh, it never really was
It's not up to you, well, it never really was
It's not up to you
If you wake up
And the day feels, a-broken
Just lean into the crack (just lean into the crack)
And it will tremble ever so nicely
Notice how it sparkles
Down there
I can decide
What I give
But it's not up to me
What I get given
Unthinkable surprises about to happen
But what they are
It's not up to you, well, it never really was
It's not up to you, oh, it never really was
It's not up to you, oh, it never really was
It's not up to you, oh, me share
It's not up to you
It's not up to you, oh, it never really was
It's not up to you, well, it never really was
It's not up to you
It's not up to you
It's not up to you
It's not up to you
There's too much clinging
To peak
There's too much pressure
