How many open windows scared me
When I could′ve had fresh air
How many glasses fully emptyBefore I decided not to care
Always the breeze of something bigger
And the taste of something sweet
But never the whole pitcher
Never enough to move me from the same old seat
Lately there's a fly in my room
I never knew they live so long
I just assumed an early doom
Is just what you get
Hitting your head again and again
Off every wall in this old tomb
Expecting them to move
At any rate, I need some sleep
Lately there′s a fly in my room
I never knew they live so long
I just assumed an early doom
Is just what you get
Hitting your head again and again
Off every wall in this old tomb
Expecting them to move
At any rate, I need some rest
Is this a test, I am obsessed
Oh, there's a fly above my bed
It's in my head singing its song
I think instead I′d like it dead
It′s just what you get
Hitting your head again and again
We're cut from the same web
I bet a far worse trap′s been set
No, this ain't over yet
Not over yet
It′s not over yet
