Testi musica canzoni

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 we can't get out
then i look around thinking day and night and day
then you look around - there's nothing left to say
and the tension builds