Flustered

Built To Spill

in the morning, feeling half-right

if it was more than just one day

i'd feel all right

today is flat beneath the weight of next day, next day, next day, next day



in the morning, feeling half-right

ignore my condition

just an isolated incident



in the morning, feeling half-right

appearing normal

another isolated incident



when my mind's uncertain my body decides

what it will do to get through the hell of the night

as I trip on the ocean that leads through your eyes

well my eyes can't wait til they finally see through you



when I get this feeling like I'm gonna start I just have to

stop