Lyrics

Sometimes you just don’t wanna’ go.
Some days you’d rather stay in bed.
Sometimes the things you thought they said,
Are just stories in your head,
Written by fear and your ego.

Another night without a dream.
Trapped on this wheel of bills and things.
The check got cleared, the rent is paid.
The fire’s out the bed is made,
To never go against the grain.

I can smell what’s on your mind.
The ship is sinking over time.

And It’s all a house of cards,
That falls in heavy on the heart,
And it starts to take its toll.

Some days you just don’t wanna stay.
On the same track, same goddamned train.
There are rules for the rules, and there’s forms to fill out.
Somebody’s keeping track,
Quiet down don’t speak out.

I can smell what’s on your mind.
The ship is sinking over time.

And It’s all a house of cards,
That falls in heavy on the heart,
And it starts to take its toll.