Fiona Apple

days like this, I don't know what to do with myself
all day -- and all night
i wander the halls along the walls and under my breath
i say to myself
i need fuel -- to take flight --
and there's too much going on
but it's calm under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion
under the waves in the blue of my oblivion
is that why they call me a sullen girl -- sullen girl