I'm staring at the corner of that ceiling and that empty wall, it ain't fun
It's been a while, an hour, a day
Thinking what I've become, it ain't fun
I'm waiting and wishing for a better day
As the wind flutters the shades, it takes me to a distant place
Where I can roam freely, and no one to please
A society so ideal, classless and free
No matter how I feel, they just don't see
But then again
I'm staring at the corner of that ceiling and that empty wall, it ain't fun
I'm waiting and wishing for a better day
As I slowly waste my life away