Sit still while time is doing the same thing, again

"Hush, silence so I can hear the faint scream," she said

I've been getting bored of trying and getting nowhere

Whistling with my hands in my pockets is becoming so rare

Well I guess I shouldn't kick my feet up, wait for something good to come around

Getting dizzy from the mess I made when it's all lined up

But I just knock 'em down

Barely conscious is the only thing that I can feel

They talk about making it, but is it real

Well sign me up for a lazy Sunday morning

Went to turn on the TV turns out I sold it

Should've had her stick around because she got me goin'

Bummed out strung out paranoia that I've been stowing

Well I guess I shouldn't kick my feet up, wait for something good to come around

Getting dizzy from the mess I made when it's all lined up

But I just knock 'em down

Barely conscious is the only thing that I can feel

They take about making it, well is it real

Sit still while time is doing the same thing, again