In “Take It Over,” The Buoys captures the exhaustion of living on borrowed time, counting days that slip into weeks while losing the ability to speak what’s wrong. The repeated turn toward taking control collides with the admission that effort only burns hotter while feeling colder, and change never arrives, just age. Buying the future that was sold to them leaves only the quiet realization that stopping, not pushing forward, might be the only way back.
Take It Over Lyrics by The Buoys
Verse
I’m counting days that I don’t have
I’m losing hair and tell myself it’s not that bad
I only have to stop
Don’t have to play the part
Time to take it over x 2
My yesterday became last week
I write my thoughts down cause I’m not able to speak
I only have to stop
Don’t have to play the part
I’m moving but I’m not
It’s…
Time to take it over x 4
Burning me out
But I’m getting colder
Thought I would change
But I’m just getting older
So what’s it take to keep on track
Don’t say that there’s no turning back
I did the things that I was told
I bought the future of the life that I was sold
I only have to stop
Don’t have to play the part
Time to take it over x 4
Burning me out
But I’m getting colder
Thought I would change
But I’m just getting older
So what’s it take to keep on track
Don’t say that there’s no turning back
