Bored

Try to fall asleep
Low volume TV
Someone to watch over me

Thought I heard a laugh
Got to watch my back
Something’s got a hold on me

I swore I wouldn’t but I did it
Self-control is just a figment
Pay the price, I wish I didn’t

I get bored
So unsure
I don’t, I don’t, I don’t know anymore
I get bored
And find my way to your door

Wake up, I can’t eat
Bauhaus on repeat
A sound for consoling me

One hand on the wheel
The other I can feel
Let him take control of me

I swore I wouldn’t but I did it
Self-control is just a figment
Pay the price, I wish I didn’t

I get bored
So unsure
I don’t, I don’t, I don’t know anymore
I get bored
And find my way to your door

I get bored
Need my crutch assured
Either or, or, or

(Still I can’t sleep)
(Shaking through my sheets)
(But I found release)
(Shaking through my, shaking through)