White Walls

Something blaring on TV, I bet the neighbors are sick of me

Because I've been playing guitar and singing all night

Nothing that's too complex, just keep it simple, that's what I tell my friends

But I don't know if anyone is listening

I got books I know I'll never read, I wonder what do I need them for, well I don't know

Maybe they give me a sense of self, or maybe it's something else, good intentions thrown by the wayside

But I got no feeling on my own, yeah I try, but the walls are white

And I know that something just ain't right, cuz my mind, don't feel the same anymore

I stay awake until three at night, I surf the web endlessly so I can buy anything I need

And honestly I blame it on greed, but what's the point of living if you don't, make three purchases a week

I can't sleep with all these thoughts in my head, so I might as well lay in bed so I can get a proper look at the ceiling

Blank like the walls in my room and the hall, blank like my heart, it's blank like my soul, blank like a fresh sheet of paper

And I got no feeling on my own, yeah I try, but the walls are white

And I know that something just ain't right, in my mind, cuz it don't feel the same anymore

And I know that something just ain't right, my mind, cuz it don't feel the same anymore

And I got no feeling on my own, yeah I try, but the walls are white

And I know that something just ain't right in my mind, cause It don't feel the same anymore

And my mind don't feel the same anymore

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