I didn't go to work for a month I didn't leave my bed for eight days straight I haven't hung out with anyone 'Cause if I did, I'd have nothing to say I didn't feel angry or depressed I didn't feel anything at all I didn't want to go to bed And I didn't want to stay up late
When you're living your life, well, that's the price you pay Whenever I breathe out, you're breathing it in Whenever I breathe out, you take it in again I'm feeling this positive/negative, positive/negative
I didn't go to work for a month I didn't leave my bed for eight days straight I haven't hung out with anyone 'Cause if I did, I'd have nothing to say