Mann Simmadown

Get to the point, you're taking too long Been holding my breath since Monday Shy of a week, without any sleep Hanging my head on Tuesday Sunshine a snow, weather don't know Just how I feel on Wednesday Shy of a week, without any sleep, hanging my head Racking miles upon my back Toss and turn between a stranger and my oldest friend Work it out, I tell myself Everything will be okay without a means to an end Let it out Mann Simmadown Waking up drunk, clothes in the trunk Fishing for luck on Thursday Falling behind, waste of my time Out of my mind on Friday Running with fate, second too late Don't hesitate on Saturday Falling behind, waste of my time, out of my mind Racking miles upon my back Toss and turn between a stranger and my oldest friend Work it out, I tell myself Everything will be okay without a means to an end Let it out Mann Simmadown Get to the point, you're taking too long, been holding my breath Shy of a week, without any sleep, hanging my head Sunshine a snow, weather don't know, just how I feel Shy of a week, without any sleep, hanging my head Waking up drunk, clothes in the trunk, fishing for luck Falling behind, waste of my time, out of my mind Running with fate, second too late, don't hesitate Falling behind, waste of my time, out of my mind