oh, ok.

sun shiny sun shiny sun shinning on my face
but i can’t feel it
fixated on my own cold and grey
and i’m wasted

bun yummy bun yummy bun but its got no taste
yeah i won’t eat it
wasting my time imagining your face
i said wasted

if i can’t watch you sleep
and laugh when you’re awake
if i can’t see you i can’t see this day

…from my shrink’s office