Sleeping in a room with all your things Your bed against the wall on the floor as you sing Your clothes in a pile You stare at the weight machine for a while think of leaving but you Got nowhere to go, nowhere to call home Nothing to sleep off, gettin used to alone Take loneliness for a little comfort No one to bother when you're sick of it Sick of it Hide my face, buy a blackout blanket and hang it Stay up late and get down feelings you don't have space in This room You can feel fragments of you starting to move Maybe soon but not that soon Soon Everything is where you left it No one to clean up but yourself Muscles just degrade from resting I just wanna lay down more Fall into a spell Fall into a spell Fall into a spell Fall into a spell