Letras: Mansions. Other. Holidaze.

I always sleep through holidaze
don't really wanna see my face
i can't know i'm alone if i am not awake
i always sleep through holidaze
sitting by myself, inside a tiny room
watching bad tv, got nothing else to do
drink til i get sick,
start howling at the moon
spending all my nights just missin' you

i always feel so goddamn small
i can't fit in so fuck them all
i close my eyes i can't let on i'm miserable
i always feel so goddamn small

sitting by myself, inside a tiny room
watching bad tv got nothing else to do
drink til i get sick
start howling at the moon
spending all my nights just missin' you
spending all my nights just missin' you

god will surround me,
on the floor in my kitchen
drunk on thanksgiving
just hopin' and wishin'
that i can fall asleep and forget bout where i am
forget that you aren't here, yeah, i think i'm sleepin' in

sitting by mself, inside a tiny room
watching bad tv got nothing else to do

(Thanks to Halle for these lyrics)