I'm on sick leave 'til I feel better I came quite close to breaking forever The grind of the daily, everyday today Can sometimes leave you in some sort of pain, they say Not much grows in the basement But I've found, to my amazement Even the slightest glimpse of Sun Can pick me up when I'm down Don't be afraid to say what's on your mind I promise not to laugh in your face No, I'd rather wait 'til you turn around So I can kick you in the ass when you pass, fuck up Not much grows in the basement But I've found, to my amazement Even the slightest glimpse of Sun Can pick you up when you're down Am I sickly or cowardly? Who exactly have you come to see? I'm asking you privately Can you, please, help me? So I can walk right on your head (not much grows in the basement) Just to get to the next step (not much grows in the basement) 'Cause I'm cowardly to the end I have no close friends (not much grows in the basement) No, people are merely stepping stones for me To get just what I want (not much grows in the basement) Merely stepping stones for me To get just what I want (not much grows in the basement) Even the slightest glimpse of Sun Can pick me up when I'm down