Staring Contests with the Walls

Ever wonder if you're crazy?
How the room spins just for you...
you tilt, you twirl; try to keep up,
but despite your lies, it's true.

Have staring contests with the walls
'cause the picture frames are blank.
Build a ship in the morning time,
so that by the afternoon you ca say it sank.

And the bubbles running down the drain,
they whispers plans of escape;
you smile to yourself at this,
as deep down you wonder if you're fake.

Every single word you speak,
it makes a mess out of this world.
The room is spinning, you can't breathe..
speak to the ceiling as it twirls.

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come on..you know you wonder sometimes if youu're crazy