It's pushing through my head
The voice of the garbage truck
If it were up to me
this whole week would be dead and gone already
And I wouldn't have to remember
No, I wouldn't have to remember
how I circled around you
It was supposed to be a stupid trip, just a moment
but I met you
I'm going to overcome my urge and not call
because my phone doesn't ring
Again, more than yesterday
I'm ashamed of myself
No, what am I doing?
I'm falling asleep in the hallway
And in my dream the sun sets in the east
and then my luck will turn again
I'm so sick of not having anything
The days slap me in the face
and the walls are eating one another
If the sun sets in the east
My luck would turn again
I'm so sick of not having anything
The days slap me in the face
the walls are eating one another
When I was little I imagined
that everybody in the world would love me
I'd erase wars
I'd never die
and I'd never cry for you
and I'd never do anything wrong
run to the edge of the world
Now what am I doing?
I'm falling asleep in the hallway
And in my dream the sun sets in the east
and then my luck will turn again
I'm so sick of not having anything
The days slap me in the face
and the walls are eating one another
If the sun sets in the east
My luck would turn again
I'm so sick of not having anything
The days slap me in the face
the walls are eating one another