Is everyone here just pretending?
Talk down my thoughts - words always escape me
Draw now with chalk, my outline on the floor please
Talk down my thoughts - words always escape me
I watch the clock, another day evades me
If the fan falls off the ceiling, will it kill me?
'Cause I don't wanna leave my house
And, I've got this sinking feeling
It's like the weight of my thoughts are pulling me down
I think I'll off myself for getting in the way of moving on or growing up eventually
And, my dad said it a permanent solution for something temporary
If the fan falls off the ceiling, will it kill me?
'Cause I don't wanna leave my house
And, I've got this sinking feeling
It's like the weight of my thoughts are pulling me down
If the fan falls off the ceiling, will it kill me?
'Cause I don't wanna leave my house
If the fan falls off the ceiling, will it kill me?
'Cause I don't wanna leave my house
And, I've got this sinking feeling
It's like the weight of my thoughts are pulling me down
Closet Door - It's Actually a Futon, but Close Enough Lyrics
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Is everyone here just pretending?
Talk down my thoughts - words always escape me
Draw now with chalk, my outline on the floor please
Talk down my thoughts - words always escape me
I watch the clock, another day evades me
If the fan falls off the ceiling, will it kill me?
'Cause I don't wanna leave my house
And, I've got this sinking feeling
It's like the weight of my thoughts are pulling me down
I think I'll off myself for getting in the way of moving on or growing up eventually
And, my dad said it a permanent solution for something temporary
If the fan falls off the ceiling, will it kill me?
'Cause I don't wanna leave my house
And, I've got this sinking feeling
It's like the weight of my thoughts are pulling me down
If the fan falls off the ceiling, will it kill me?
'Cause I don't wanna leave my house
If the fan falls off the ceiling, will it kill me?
'Cause I don't wanna leave my house
And, I've got this sinking feeling
It's like the weight of my thoughts are pulling me down
Talk down my thoughts - words always escape me
Draw now with chalk, my outline on the floor please
Talk down my thoughts - words always escape me
I watch the clock, another day evades me
If the fan falls off the ceiling, will it kill me?
'Cause I don't wanna leave my house
And, I've got this sinking feeling
It's like the weight of my thoughts are pulling me down
I think I'll off myself for getting in the way of moving on or growing up eventually
And, my dad said it a permanent solution for something temporary
If the fan falls off the ceiling, will it kill me?
'Cause I don't wanna leave my house
And, I've got this sinking feeling
It's like the weight of my thoughts are pulling me down
If the fan falls off the ceiling, will it kill me?
'Cause I don't wanna leave my house
If the fan falls off the ceiling, will it kill me?
'Cause I don't wanna leave my house
And, I've got this sinking feeling
It's like the weight of my thoughts are pulling me down
Writer: Sterling Johnson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid