I find myself sleeping in on days that should be

Spent with friends outside or doing something good

But I can’t wake up the shades have all been sewn shut

And when I go downstairs everybody else is gone

There’s something in the way that I just can’t get out of my head

That’s the least bit addicting

But lying to myself hasn’t seemed this easy

In at least a couple years

I want to get better

Better than before

So let’s get cathartic

I don’t want to do this anymore

Let’s gеt better than beforе