Hazy morning, didn't sleep well at all
Daisy drawings hang up on my wall
Scared of dreaming, turns bags to the face
They're all hiding, but I'm still the same
Hanging all my feelings from the clotheslines up above
Kicking off the ceilings, colors them in dust

Dragged along for miles now, now I start to feel awake
If somebodies asking, I just say I'm doing great
King sized bed, but the cover's way too small
Don't know how I forgot to stand so tall
Lacking all the reasons for this blank, discolored state
If somebodies asking, I just say I'm doing great