Way too tired to go to sleep
Way too sleepy to have a dream
Feel so empty; forgot to eat
Feel so angry i need to scream
But what if I died as a baby
And came back as an old man
Can I recover what's left me
Can I just be a child again
What if we're all without mothers
And we choose who we envy the most
We travel without shame or pity
The day that we all become ghosts
And I wanna go back to the old house
To the old house
I wanna go back to the old house
To the old house
Way too tired to go to sleep
Way too sleepy to have a dream
Feel so sticky, wrapped up in sheets
Feel so lonely, my eyelids leak
But what if I died as a baby
And came back as a wanted man
Can I uncover what's shaped me
Can I just become dust again
Taking the time to plant seedlings
In the places that I want to see
Describing the people who made me
And the people they wanted to be
And I wanna go back to the old house
To the old house
I wanna go back to the old house
To the old house
I wanna go back to the old house
To the old house
I wanna go back to the old house
To the old house