Temporary Basement - Funnel lyrics

five days, five days at home i can't focus alone reach up get out of bed late but more than nothing mornings always a fight fix shirt, tuck in just right warm up my car, freezing want one more hour in sheets a promise made i'd keep the things that made me ME but my thoughts are parcel, price of fitting in oh this funnel takes me in until i cannot separate my sins from who i am and from I thought I could have been my friends call me at work wondering why I can't cope accept this hand I've been dealt one first complicated step.