In a room In a tomb, with a broom Tried to sweep away The clouds and the gloom Daylight savings, and pencil shavings Scrawl on the wall, predictions of the fall But I don't mind But I don't mind No, I don't mind No, I don't mind You've got your mother's hands And your father's heart Making plans where you stand And when you'll start Slow motion Next to the ocean Making rounds, breaking down Without a sound But I don't mind But I don't mind No, I don't mind No, I don't mind I still recognize you in your disguise I think I pull the wool over my own eyes Cause I don't wanna see me Rapture, fracture, yeah, capture But I don't mind But I don't mind I don't mind Wanna see your mind I don't mind Wanna be your mind I think I pulled the wool I think I pulled the wool Over my own eyes I think I pulled the wool I think I pulled the wool I think I pulled the wool Over my own eyes I think I pulled the wool I think I pulled the wool I think I pulled the wool Over my own eyes I think I pulled the wool I think I pulled the wool I think I pulled the wool Over my own eyes