Room

The same old story on my mind
The same old pictures in my head
The same reflections on the walls
And there's no difference if I get up or I stay in bed

There's dangling world outside my window
There's varnished flaws inside my room
Inside my face
Behind my blinds
And question marks in their full bloom

The same old glued-on stars and skies
The same excuses run in loops
And nagging conscience in disguise
Still makes no difference if I get up or I stay in bed
Oh, sweet recoup

There's dangling world outside my window
There's varnished flaws inside my room
Inside my face
Behind my blinds
And question marks in their full bloom