Sitting in my armchair, thinking again and again and again
Going round in a circle - I can't get out
Then I look around, thinking day and night and day
Then you look around - there must be some explanation

And the tension builds!

Take advantage - let nothing be fantasy
How do you grow as you stunt your growth?
Nothing you say makes sense anymore
Then you look around - there must be some explanation

And the tension builds!

Sitting in my armchair, thinking again and again and again
Going round in a circle - I can't get out
Reluctant in my cold sweat, thinking day and night and day
Then you look around - there's nothing left to say

And the tension builds!