That's Not Your Real Name Lyrics - In Currents - The Early November

Slow down, fade out. 

It's almost a pattern for me. 

Laid down mistakes out. 

They're all just like motions to me. 

And yeah, I could be wrong. 

Wake up your faking. 

I know that you're lying awake. 

Break off, shake down. 

I'm tired of obeying the breeze. 

Crossed arms and crooked eyes. 

Begging like I'm on the line. 

I hope that there's more here in me. 

Stale from the middle in. 

My bro comes off, consider it. 

I know that it's played and it's weak. 

Wake up your faking. 

I know that you're lying awake. 

Break off, shake down. 

I'm tired of obeying the breeze. 

And yeah, I could be wrong. 

Taking off. 

And yeah, I could be wrong. 

Jumping off. 

And yeah, I could be done. 

Slow down, fade out. 

It's all just a pattern for me.