Wasted Days

I feel my body getting grey like my concrete town It's desiccating all of my future somehow I tried to change, I tried it out But they'd taken all the water out I let the ceiling fall down from the sky So I can see it changing from day into night I need the dark, I need the light But I'm surrounded by the walls inside I feel the same On my wasted days I need to change I need to change my wasted ways I'd like to catch you and reel you in I like the feeling of you crawling on my skin Electricity is where you end and I begin Oh my memory of black and white linoleum I hold you close but let you out The bradycardia of everything slowing down I feel the same On my wasted days I need to change I need to change my wasted ways My wasted days have always been the same Go to bed early, wake up late I look in the mirror, see the same young face Changing every day If I could see me through your eyes I'd set the scene and stabilise I feel the same On my wasted days I need to change I need to change my wasted ways I feel the same On my wasted days I need to change