Waking up inside another place like this,
A confusion, 
A jumbled mess.

Wondering how these shadows let it get like this,
We’re falling fast,
Ooo way do wah

Oooooh, yeah yeah yeah yeah
I’ve been here before.

Sometimes I sweep it all,
Under the rug.

The dust will settle in,
For years to come.

Sometimes I let things set,
For far too long.

And I know that I have
To pick it up.