Nothing is going on.
At this very moment, stuck in my room.
Getting deeper and deeper into the bed.
No plans for when the sun rises.
Just to continue to sink
Until a siren, a piercing call, pulls you away.
Stuck in a cage.
It’s the bitch of living,
There is nothing going on.
All i want to do is to continue to sink,
It’s seems like the only thing keeping me from going