Bedside, pulling out my hair by my bedside
If I already knew about it, what did expect me to do about it

Tongue tied, loosening the knots with stage fright
It was such waste of an outing, but what can we do about it

Onside, tryna keep those demons onside
And its not a very pleasant process but nobody told you it would be darling

Running with your fingers in your ears won’t get you that far

Surely just conversing with yourself it can’t be that hard

Open to the notion that I’ve got it all wrong and need to start again - make amends

Tapestries of miseries built up inside my bedroom

Some I will keep to myself and some I share with you

God bless you, (God bless you!)

You’re a lucky one

Your brain don’t work the same way mine do - its behind you, behind you

I'm bed bound
Bed bound

Bed bound

Bed bound

I'm bed bound

Bed bound

Bed bound

Bed bound