Bugs are on the ceiling tiles
All scratching at my neck
Laboured breathing in and out
I can't sleep in my own bed
Drifting with the lights turned on
While this heart beats through my throat
It's sink or swim, I've had enough
Keep your head up, try and float
Stuck inside myself again
With some hope tied up in knots
It turns on each arrival date
As every bloodline clots
This bullshit is thicker than water
Our water will flood every thought
So pensive in false isolation
For every last feeling to rot
Soon you'll find your faith renewed
But it's Mushroom clouds instead
With fear hung up behind some glass
We can keep above our beds
Each memory will turn when it's jaded
As you try coming back from the dead
Convinced that we're always so helpless
Looking up at the sky overhead
Stuck inside myself again
With some hope tied up in knots
It turns on each arrival date
As every bloodline clots
As every bloodline clots
Summer's dressed up in red they say
As I still watch my winter blues
In and out with some hospital speak
When we're always so confused
We're always so confused