All of my dreams, tear at the seams Frayed, all over the place Thought it was good, everything where it should Be, around me All that depends, on where it ends It ends, Teacher pretend or maybe not comprehend Procrastination baby, I had it tainted lately Cut it up It starts, you say its useless Just stick on the favours with different uses Here comes the sun, a lore excuses Its easier to stay and no one refuses. Cut it up It starts, you say its useless Just stick on the favours with different uses Here comes the sun, more excuses Where do you think I got these bruises. (Repeat) It?s better to stay Make it end Help me sink into this skin I?ve got things to feel, to reimburse yeah I?m sick I?m alone and it?s getting worse. (Speak over previous verses)