I´m a tough guy you know
Can´t you tell by my skin
There´s a whole lot of house fire
Imma let it all in

I´m a weirdo you see
I´ve been acting my age
I´m a book on a shelf baby
Won´t you tear out a page

Imma lay down
On a blank slate
You´re the first word
On the last day

I wanna forget the world you know, just let me go
I spent the season inside inside my soul
If they wanna know I´ve gone on
Holiday for the month
A holiday for the month

I must be sick in the head
I am being myself

I need reasons to sleep baby
I´m in all kinds of hell

I will pack up my bags
Give me reasons to leave
I´m a hole in your head darling
Don´t you come after me

Imma lay still
In a fugue state
I´m a sleeping pill
For the long wait

I wanna forget the world you know, just let me go
I spent the season inside inside my soul
If they wanna know, I´ve gone away
A holiday for the low
A holiday for the low

A holiday for the low
A holiday for the low