| Stuck in a room, in a rut
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| Scratch my head, spill my guts on the floor
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| ‘Cause I’ve been here before
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| And it courses down the back of my spine
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| Boredom sets in and I’m losing my mind
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| I’m numb, but awake and
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| The summer sun on the skin of your neck, it holds
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| Everything that you need to forget
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| The cold, because you need to forget and
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| Remember when, there was no reason
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| To get out of bed, just lay there in dreaming
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| Cabin fever, lock me up inside
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| I’m a permanent fixture, indoors where I reside
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| Because we cut our teeth falling underneath
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| But this cabin fever, is all we’ve got, it’s all we’ve got
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| But the fact remains that we’re all to blame
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| And we’ll take the fall for our own mistakes
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| Like the way we ran before our feet
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| Could hold our bones from underneath
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| I’m bored indoors, miss the summer heat
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| Forget the stress we left in the fallen leaves
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| Still stuck indoors, these walls my keeper
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| I’m getting sick of cabin fever
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| (I'm getting sick of cabin fever; I’m getting sick of…)
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| Cabin fever, lock me up inside
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| I’m a permanent fixture, indoors where I reside
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| Because we cut our teeth falling underneath
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| But this cabin fever, is all we’ve got, it’s all we’ve got
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| This is all that we’ve got! |
| (Malcolm)This is all that we’ve got! |