Every morning I put it on.

I walk outside and I am gone.

And I don't seem to mind anymore.

I can't think what it was like before.

I wore it all the time.



Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh



In the evening I take it off,

But there's another one underneath,

And I can't seem to find the bottom of the stack I

Just might lose my mind and never get it back, but

At least I'll get inside.



Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh



At least I'll get inside.



Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh



There's a feeling that I get sometimes.

It's so small that it's easy to hide.

It's like a howling voice from the distant past.

It seems I've got no choice when it comes to this.

It's building up inside.



Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh



It's building up inside.



Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh