Summer´s gone, I overslept and woke up to the chill of fall.
Overworked and now I´m all used up

This TV haze sucks me through I watch the world from the inside
Overworked and now I´m all used up

Final drag fills my lungs and makes me high
They fill up as I bottom out
Steering wheels watch them driving with someplace to go
I´d steer myself, but I don´t have a route.

Working on demand, no ice cream man, beaches filled with sand.
While the TV trays wasted Summer days, slowly slippin´ away

But you´re so little, Hell, the days are slow, and I´m down inside
I´ll have to go you´re so little, Hell, when months are slow, and I´m down inside

Summer´s gone, I overslept and woke up to the chill of fall
Overworked and now I´m all used up.

This TV haze sucks me through I watch the world from the inside
Overworked and now I´m all used up

Working on demand, no ice cream man, beaches filled with sand.
While the TV trays wasted Summer days, slowly slippin´ away

But you´re so little, Hell, the days are slow, and I´m down inside
I´ll have to go you´re so little, Hell, when years are slow, and I´m down inside

I´m down inside, I´m down inside, I´m down inside.