When I woke up todaynI was dizzy in my brainnIt's not that I like to feel this waynThe wagon's shaking and I feel it start to tiltnAnd I just go tumbling right back in a whirlwind againnWhere I find myself at the endnnWell I cannot seem to hold on to a fucking thoughtnThis whirlwind's got me and I'm racing out the doornIt's nice for a while, but when I try to focusnAll of my convictions come crashing down around me againnI find myself all dried up, in the endnnI stare out my windownI smell a sour message comingnAnd it hovers around this housenLike some sort of dooming cloudnnI cannot seem to keep my thoughts within a linenThis whirlwind brings it up, the dust within the stormnThe razor pulls until I haven't got no morenAnd I just go tumbling right back in the whirlwind againnnIt's been a week now and I haven't seen the daylightnAnd all my friends are wondering, how I can put togethernAt my feet the wagon's in a million piecesnSo I've got to find the stuff to build it all back up againnnWell I cannot seem to keep my thoughts within a linenThis whirlwind brings it up, the dust within the stormnThe razor pulls until I haven't got no morenAnd I just go crumbling right back in the whirlwind againnnWhen I woke up today I was dizzy in my brainnIt's not that I like to feel this waynWe rigged a pull up, and I haven't got no morenAnd all my convictions are crashing down around me againnI'll find myself once again in the end