Stumbling
And having trouble holding up my head
Flickering dots
I got up too fast again
Didn’t see it coming
Lost in the television
All taste is tasteless
When you’re worrying about your death
Where did I go?
We’re missing the seasons!
Worrying about the traffic
And accurate predictions of weather conditions
Travel by speeding
And grow tall but stop growing
All taste is tasteless
When you’re worrying about your death