Back on this side of the bed with eyes unadjusted to the dark
It's a freaky holiday when I let this thing take me this far
Tunnelling I'm tunnelling
My bloodshot eyes beg me to sleep
Tunnelling I'm tunnelling
My bloodshot eyes beg me to sleep
Ceiling fan dry my hand
Dry my hand
Ceiling fan dry my hand
Dry my hand
I was there then I wasn't
I was there but I wasn't
I have to care don't I
Keep putting off returning your things
I'll try
That's good that's good
Tunnelling i'm tunnelling i'm tunnelling i'm tunnelling
My bloodshot eyes beg me to sleep beg me to sleep
But that's not how you keep a bedroom clean