Sweet Comfortable Nothings Lyrics

I pace all day

From the crowd I can't walk away

So I sink through the floor

Just let me get back to my

Sweet comfortable nothings

Warm and skintight

Soft as a knife

Cradle us and hope we end up alright

Get up again

Yeah, frame by frame, repeat, remain the same old plan

Don't let me go

Don't let me get back to my

Sweet comfortable nothings

Afraid of silence

Blind compliance

Keep me plugged in

Don't let me have to think for myself

I don't even know who I am anymore

A collective of all of the dreams that i've ignored

And i can't remember where i come from

Somewhere between the everything and the nothing I have done

At the end of the day

You're no more than your title

When you're alone every night

You're the working class idol

Cause' they'll remember the good times

With careless bliss

Yeah your eulogy will be great

But then everyone's is

But the truth is that you expected

Just a little bit more

Maybe the sum of all your sweat

Would make you something to adore

But you waited for years

Nothing but faith in your head

Yeah you worked to sleep to work to sleep to work to sleep

To wake up dead!