Way down
I feel it in my guts
Money, time, I've spent too much
Wake up
I still fall holding on to something
I've spent all day day dreaming
Well I've made my bed
I feel stability start slipping off the edge
They've got me wrapped around their fingers and I hate it
Can't sleep cause I won't stop thinking
Way down
I feel my whole life slipping
Reality can be so hard to grip
Wake up
Still fall holding on to something
I've spent all day daydreaming
Well I've made my bed
I feel stability start slipping off the edge
They've got me wrapped around their fingers and I hate it
I can't sleep cause I won't stop thinking
I've made my bed
Can't stop feeling regret
I lose sleep 'cause I can't stop thinking
I've made my bed"