Out Of Order Lyrics - Umphrey's Mcgee

Accuse me of this, trusting what did I gest? 

To think or confess, silence seems to be best 

Speaking of words, accepting it would be worse 

And solace comes first, it forfeits here in retrieving 

Every last reason for wanting of evidence 

With all things beside us that line up as residence 

Everything left be a waste of time 

Perfect as this, to only realize a guess 

Conflicts can rest, what takes precedence next? 

Keeping with words, how can I be assured? 

Solace comes first, it forfeits here in retrieving 

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Every last reason for wanting of evidence 

With all things beside us that line up as residence 

Everything left be a waste of time 

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