I can feel the sunshine through the window
I can hear Parisians on the street
But every time I lift my head,
I just fall back into bed, and I can't sleep

Mind is running circles all around me
Laughing at my body on the floor
Everyone everywhere
Is out there waiting for me somewhere I can't be

Something's got a hold of me
cin't the way it's supposed to be
Living in a fantasy
Nothings ever what it seems
When you're moving like a mad machine

Someone take me right out of commission
Take me for a week or for a year
Cause I'm feelin' 6-feet under
I just I NEED someone to pull me out cause

Something's got a hold of me
cin't the way it's supposed to be
Living in a fantasy
Nothings ever what it seems
When you're moving like a mad machine

Something's got a hold of me
cin't the way it's supposed to be
Living in a fantasy
Nothings ever what it seems
When you're moving like a mad machine