Flies In My Room Songtext
I sit down, turn the page over
Pull a pen and put it to the paper
Writing all the answers to the questions set
It hasn't even been an hour
Since I got off the bus and walked back home
Took off my bag and took off my shoes
Now there's a pen in my hand that I'm supposed to use
Then I, I stop paying close attention to
The warm lights that keep buzzing like the flies in my room
Pull a pen and put it to the paper
Writing all the answers to the questions set
It hasn't even been an hour
Since I got off the bus and walked back home
Took off my bag and took off my shoes
Now there's a pen in my hand that I'm supposed to use
Then I, I stop paying close attention to
The warm lights that keep buzzing like the flies in my room
But I think I could be friends with them by now
'Cause I think there ain't a chance that I'll write anything down
I wonder if it's normal for my head to constantly drift out
And if it's not, that's fine by me
I'vе got a paper due tomorrow
But the voicе in my head in my head is telling me
"go to the kitchen and light up the stove instead"
Suddenly I'm seeing an arrow point in the direction of the TV
And now I sit, staring at the blank screen in front of me
Wondering what the worst could possibly be
Then I, I stop paying close attention to
The warm lights that keep buzzing like the flies in my room
I think I could be friends with them by now
'Cause I think there ain't a chance that I'll write anything down
I wonder if it's normal for my head to constantly drift out
And if it's not, that's fine by me
Then I, I stop paying close attention to
The warm lights that keep buzzing like the flies in my room
I think I could be friends with them by now
'Cause I think there ain't a chance that I'll write anything down
I wonder if it's normal for my head to constantly drift out
And if it's not, that's fine by me
'Cause I think there ain't a chance that I'll write anything down
I wonder if it's normal for my head to constantly drift out
And if it's not, that's fine by me
I'vе got a paper due tomorrow
But the voicе in my head in my head is telling me
"go to the kitchen and light up the stove instead"
Suddenly I'm seeing an arrow point in the direction of the TV
And now I sit, staring at the blank screen in front of me
Wondering what the worst could possibly be
Then I, I stop paying close attention to
The warm lights that keep buzzing like the flies in my room
I think I could be friends with them by now
'Cause I think there ain't a chance that I'll write anything down
I wonder if it's normal for my head to constantly drift out
And if it's not, that's fine by me
Then I, I stop paying close attention to
The warm lights that keep buzzing like the flies in my room
I think I could be friends with them by now
'Cause I think there ain't a chance that I'll write anything down
I wonder if it's normal for my head to constantly drift out
And if it's not, that's fine by me
