Go out

Don't sit inside, staring at the wall

She wouldn't want that

She'd probably tell me to sort it out

Move out, move away, just don't do nothing at all

Try be normal, try new things, and make new friends

I'm bored of being fed up, of being ignored

I walk these streets just for something to do

It's nothing new, it's what I do

Go home

Just sit in bed all day, bore yourself to death

But I don't want that, and I'll be fucked if I can't sort it out

Forget about your friends, they'll ditch you in the end

Falser words were never spoken

I feel as low as the basement I created in my mind

To keep my thoughts inside when I'm sad

What's a man without his peace of mind?

Tell me I'm alright

I feel as low as the ground floor of your building

When I left you on the seventh floor

Can't ignore the light from inside your window, as I make my way back home

Go out

Don't sit inside, staring at the wall

She wouldn't want that

She'd probably tell me to sort it out