"fly on the wall" lyrics

Some days a "sound mind" sounds like high maintenance
Not high with you, I don't need to fake it
I prayed for rain and God asked for patience

The latency, it turns days to weeks
They scrub the walls and I change the sheets
"My baby's kinda shy but I think he's gonna make it"

After all, with this I still don't know what I want, just kneading
Don't know what I want, just kneading

Some days a "sound mind" sounds like high maintenance
They'll fake a smile, make a fake statement
No word on God, no word on the raincheck

The latency it turns days to weeks
They scrub the walls and I change the sheets
Maybe getting by was just a way to keep pacing

After all with this I still don't know what I want, just kneading
Don't know what I want, just kneading
Don't know what I want, just kneading
Don't know what I want, just kneading

That fly on the wall has moved into your head
It's living rent free, oh I bet you thought that it was dead
That fly on the wall has moved into your head
It's living rent free, oh I bet you thought that it was dead

Don't know what I want, just kneading
Don't know what I want, just kneading (That fly on the wall)
Don't know what I want, just kneading (That fly on the wall)
Don't know what I want
That fly on the wall