In My Room The Unlikely Candidates

My motivation stutters like a clutch
My heart, it works, but only for pumping blood
I watch the spider climbing up the wall
Bet he's got a family or a girl that he can call

People, they don't understand
My friends, they don't understand
I don't even understand me

I don't got a master plan
I'm just talking to the fan
As its blades are circlin' 'round me

All spun out in my room
Ah-whoo-hoo-hoo, ah-whoo-hoo-hoo
Got one hell of a view
Ah-whoo-hoo-hoo, ah-whoo-hoo-hoo
What a dream come true
In my room

I've been up watchin' the same bad TV shows
Wearin' the same old pair of dirty clothes
Think there's a stain down deep inside my soul
Drown it all in bleach and try washin' it on cold

Pеople, they don't understand
My friеnds, they don't understand
I don't even understand me