El Sol

I don\'t know why I

Don\'t know why I

Don\'t feel a thing

Even though that I try

My rooms a mess but

So is my bed

I need some help with my head

My head

My head

My head

My head

I stay inside cause its hard to have fun

What scared me most is I can\'t find the sun

Ill take it slow but I\'d rather be home

I need some help with my head

My head

My head

My head

My head

And every song I write sounds the same

And every song I sing sounds the same

I don\'t wanna go outside anymore

I don\'t wanna stick around, no.