I am stuck, in a dream, in a fog
Where things work out as they are
Haven't learned to let go, instead I stall
My heads buried in the snow
Lose control to be happy
Buckle down, I am ready for it all
Soak it in, Mundane Pleasures
I know I should be doing better by now
And if I hide in my room
I'll never have to do anything else again
If I remain in my head
I can pretend that this last year never happened
Lose control to be happy
Buckle down, I am ready for it all
Soak it in, Mundane Pleasures
I know I should be doing better by now