Saintseneca - Daendors lyrics

I spend the day indoors
Rolling my mind round undone chores
Feeling guilty for nothing in particular

And over and over I thought
What is this thing that I've wrought?
How is it that my leg's caught up and away
Up and away

And over and over again
Nothing I want to defend
Nothing I could recommend
Nothing to say nothing to chase away

I spent the night inside
Rolling the rules round the hills of my mind
And what is right if I am never justified?

You broke your ribs for this
I hope it was worth every cell split
And what are we besides
Agreements of the senses? Own my days x3
Live my days x3 rip my days x3

Couldn't find enough to do
Couldn't find enough to occupy you
Couldn't find enough to do
Couldn't find enough to occupy you