I've been walking circles in my bedroom for an hour
Staring at the socks I'm wearing, since saturday
Couldn't find the energy to do my laundry
Haven't seen a ray of light, in a week
All of the joy has been taken away
The mess in my room has taken its place
Think I should man up
Think I should get away
And a visit to the store is the only thing
that's harder than staying awake
Always mind over matter, but now
that I've had it my skin colour fades
There's a ghost where I sleep
It's been there for fifty weeks
There's a ghost where I sleep
It's been there for fifty weeks
All of the joy has been taken away
The mess in my room has taken its place
Think I should man up
Think I should get away
All of the joy has been taken away
(You're building it up, you're breaking it down)
The mess in my room has taken its place
(And once you get out, it's all crumbling down)
Think I should man up
(The future is faint, how long can one stay)
Think I should get away
(In a waiting room)
All of the joy has been taken away
The mess in my room has taken its place
Think I should man up
