In a room

In a tomb, with a broom

Tried to sweep away

The clouds and the gloom

Daylight savings, and pencil shavings

Scrawl on the wall, predictions of the fall

But I don't mind

But I don't mind

No, I don't mind

No, I don't mind

You've got your mother's hands

And your father's heart

Making plans where you stand

And when you'll start

Slow motion

Next to the ocean

Making rounds, breaking down

Without a sound

But I don't mind

But I don't mind

No, I don't mind

No, I don't mind

I still recognize you in your disguise

I think I pull the wool over my own eyes

Cause I don't wanna see me

Rapture, fracture, yeah, capture

But I don't mind

But I don't mind

I don't mind

Wanna see your mind

I don't mind

Wanna be your mind

I think I pulled the wool

I think I pulled the wool

Over my own eyes

I think I pulled the wool

I think I pulled the wool

I think I pulled the wool

Over my own eyes

I think I pulled the wool

I think I pulled the wool

I think I pulled the wool

Over my own eyes

I think I pulled the wool

I think I pulled the wool

I think I pulled the wool

Over my own eyes