I’m beginning to feel like an empty shell With nothing to embrace and nothing to expel I’m beginning to feel like a very crumbly street With nowhere to go and no place for you feet
I just don’t know anymore I just don’t know
Isn’t this house really a box? Isn’t this life really a hole? In this day to day feeling of static-fearful-thinking, Am I really alone? So let’s dig a hole where we can build a home, Where the previous feeling of static-fearful-thinking Can leave us all alone
I’m beginning to feel like a very wounded heart Not because of lost love but because it’s career has yet to start I’m beginning to feel like a paralyzed pendulum Hanging like a body with no momentum
I just don’t know anymore I just don’t know
Isn’t this house really a box? Isn’t this life really a hole? In this day to day feeling of static-fearful-thinking, Am I really alone? So let’s dig a hole where we can build a home, Where the previous feeling of static-fearful-thinking Can leave us all alone
I will sleep tonight I’ll lay my head down and tell myself goodnight I will be alright Because even nightmares can’t keep me up all night
Isn’t this house really a box? Isn’t this life really a hole? In this day to day feeling of static-fearful-thinking, Am I really alone? So let’s dig a hole where we can build a home, Where the previous feeling of static-fearful-thinking Can leave us all alone
I’m beginning to feel like I just don’t know anymore