Flies In My Room

I sit down, turn the page over

Pull out a pen and put it to the paper

Writing all the answers to the questions set

It hasn't even been an hour since

I got off the bus and walked back home

Took off my bag and took off my shoes

Now there's a pen in my hand that I'm supposed to use

Then I

I start paying close attention to

The warm lights

That keep on buzzin like the flies in my room

Oh I think I could be friends with them by now

'Cause I think there ain't a chance that I'll write anything down

I wonder if it's normal for my head to constantly drift out at sea

And if it's not

It's fine by me

I've got a paper due tomorrow

But the voice in my head is telling me

To go the kitchen and light up the stove instead

Suddenly I see an arrow point in the direction of the tv and now I sit

Staring at the blank screen in front of me

Thinking about what the worse could possibly be

Then I

I start paying close attention to

The warm lights

That keep on buzzin like the flies in my room

Well I think I could be friends with them by now

'Cause I think there ain't a chance that I'll write anything down

Wonder if it's normal for my head to constantly drift out at sea

And if it's not

It's fine by me

Ooh

Ooh, ooh

Ooh

Ooh, ooh

Ooh

Ooh, ooh

Ooh

Then I

I start paying close attention to

The warm lights

That keep on buzzin like the flies in my room

Well I think I could be friends with them by now

'Cause I think there ain't a chance that I'll write anything down

Wonder if it's normal for my head to constantly drift out at sea

And if it's not

It's fine by me