The Hot Song by The Max Levine Ensemble Lyrics

Here we are and we're stuck in the storm again
Look around and these people they just pretend
Like there's not a cloud in the sky
But I think I can see why
Because you turn around and we're just deer in the road
And you're screwed any turn, any way you go
And the things we tell ourselves
Are just the tacks we throw at the wheels of the juggernaut

I got stuck in a room with no mirrors
Thought the world was crashing down on me
Who's arms, legs and feet are these?
Oh, someone won't you tell me please?

So what to do but to stand in the rain?
It keeps on coming down if we go or stay
Unless you mind getting wet
But I haven't yet
And then the size of the clouds begin to pale in comparison
To the urge to shout, or how we're thinking about
The evolution of a whale
Or revolutionaries and vegetarians
Locked myself in a room made of mirrors
Some reflections come surprisingly
Who's that stranger staring back at me?