And I feel like my head is sinking through the floor

What a bore, total snore

Here we go down this old rollercoaster

With less composure

Less time + more stress = something depressed

Hang my picture on the wall and take a guess

This house ain’t no home

Cold and dead I can feel it take a tight hold

This house ain’t no home

Cold and dead

Just waiting on the sun to expand 1,000 miles

And swallow this planet whole and leave all us behind