Sleep In - Ezra Allen, Koda

Didn’t get out of bed today

Felt what was the point

Didn’t realise you felt this way'

I left it with the voice in my head

He tells me how I pushed everyone away

To be loved, to feel guilty

So I’m in with the pretty

Who don’t see me that way

Pushing this creative streak

How to write about her without looking like a creep

I feel If a car hit at least I’d get some sleep

I’m far from l where I used to be

I don’t know how to treat, myself

I go for long walks my shoes can’t take

I go for long weeks without a break

Unhappy with every decision I make

Unhappy with the smiles I fake

‘I'm great' everyone’s favourite lie

Each one yanks on that knot tied

You’re not ready for my inside

You’re not ready for my inside

Tired of being hypochondriac

Waking up in the cardiac ward

Making these mistakes then

Wonder why I’ve had been here before

Sticks and stones may break my bones but words are swords

And my words are talking goals

I’m reaching towards

Scared of the future

Scared I don’t see myself in it

I feel like I’m quitting before beginning

Am I not winning?

Or am I better off brooding like Bruce Wayne

Walking through my days they feel the same

Absorbing problems I’m done passing blame

I’m done playing this character

Tired of writing sad songs

Finding ways to spend long nights

Excuses to sleep, or not

Watching the room I lost the plot

Maybe top-shelf liquor will keep me in high spirits

Or I’ll shout the problem so loud I can hear it

Say hello to Mr blue sky

Ask him why he’s been away for so long

Morning montage movies, showers playing that song

Conspiracy board theories find out where I went wrong

I belong

Stare at the empty space to my left

Reflection in my phone see what’s left

(Well this is life through a screen)

Morning but the energy is spent

Last nights text is what I really meant

Morning apologies for the truth I regret

(Well this is life through a screen)

Didn’t get out of bed today

Felt what was the point

Didn’t realise you felt this way'

I left it with the voice in my head

He tells me how I pushed everyone away

(life through a screen)

To be loved, to feel guilty

(life through a screen)

So I’m in with the pretty

(well this is life through a screen)

Who don’t see me that way

Didn’t get out of bed today

Felt what was the point

Didn’t realise you felt this way'

I left it with the voice in my head

He tells me how I pushed everyone away

(life through a screen)

To be loved, to feel guilty

(life through a screen)

So I’m in with the pretty

(Well this is life through a screen)

Who don’t see me that way