When I'm in my room 
Milk curdles in the sun
When I'm in my room 
Bring a magnet to the haystack
When I'm in my room 
Cat eyes glare through the smoke
When I'm in my room alone

There is an itch I scratch every night
A hole I hide behind my eyes
A bulbous mess of innocent evil
Now I've come too far
A Saturday song in Monday's heart
A modern day man fermenting, rotting
In the womb, in my room

When I'm in my room 
I flick the switch, betray the itch
I know what you're thinking
When I'm in my room
I don't want to be alone
I don't mind telling you so
Smart phone making me so dumb
My dumb luck is a setting sun

There is an itch I scratch every night
A hole I hide behind my eyes
A bulbous mess of innocent evil
Now I've come too far
A Saturday song in Monday's heart
A modern day man fermenting, rotting
In the womb, in my room

There is an itch I scratch every night
A hole I hide behind my eyes
A bulbous mess of innocent evil
Now I've come too far
A Saturday song in Monday's heart
A modern day man fermenting, rotting
In the womb, in my room
Hey!