Stuck, I am home same as always Hit the snooze, what's the point, one more Monday I have lost all control and I'm stuck in this hole I am trapped and I'm waiting for someday
I can't sleep I'm awake but distracted Sick of crisis becoming protracted Feeling stuck in my room scrolling through endless doom In one permanent panic reaction
Lost track of time sometime last year Isolated confined for the next year Tryna do what I can with the hand that I'm dealt but I'm starting to crack under pressure
Call your friends and comment on the weather Learn to knit, make some bread, what's your pleasure? Going out of my head fuckin' wish I was dead 'Cause at least I would know that it's over
I am Starin' at the walls I think I'm gonna go insane I'm fighting every instinct in my stupid fucking brain I'm an ordinary guy caught in extraordinary pain Ask me how I'm holding up, and I will gleefully exclaim It's still the same
Trapped, no more time, no more freedom No more weeks, no more months, no more seasons Every day is the same and I just can't reclaim Any sense of the rhyme or the reason
Saw a pal post a pic from Ibiza They're just doing whatever they please-a Try to swallow my rage, I unfollow his page Drink a beer, cry it out, order pizza
Trains of thought are all leading to nowhere No way out, if there was, I would go there Do I have any friends, will I still when this ends? Do they all think that I'm just a let-down?
Every time that I cough have a meltdown Wash my hands, check my pulse, wipe my house down Is this living at all I can't even recall Life before I was stuck in this nightmare
I am Starin' at the walls I think I'm gonna go insane I'm fighting every instinct in my stupid fucking brain I'm an ordinary guy caught in extraordinary pain Ask me how I'm holding up, and I will gleefully exclaim It's still the same
Happy I just want to be happy I cry instead of laughing I lie awake just waiting I spend my life just staying Inside instead of saying To my friends how I'm sorry They tell me to be happy Be happy
Maybe My friends all call me lazy Behind my back they act like They all completely know me Or maybe I'm just crazy Not everything's about me I'm in a downward spiral Go back to sleep and smile
And just hit the snooze Hit the snooze Hit the snooze Hit the snooze Hit the snooze
Fuck!
Compositores: Yoav Shalom Landau, Samuel Haft (The Living Tombstone) ECAD: Obra #39478436