Verse 1
I’m in the slumps again
Didn’t notice when it started
It crept in quiet, day by day
I wake up heavy, asking why
Verse 2
It’s never just one thing
It’s all the little things
They stack and build
Until the scale just tips
Chorus
I’m in the whirlpool
My head spins
And the undertow
Pulls me in
Down here, even good things turn to blur
In the slumps
Verse 3
My body keeps score
Long before I know
The clouds roll in
The signs are clear
Still I’m slipping further in
Chorus
I’m in the whirlpool
My head spins
And the undertow
Pulls me in
Down here, even good things turn to blur
In the slumps
Bridge
And I spin, and I spin, and I spin
And I spin, and I spin, and I spin
And I spin, and I spin, and I spin
Chorus
I’m in the whirlpool
My head spins
And the undertow
Pulls me in
Down here, even good things turn to blur
In the slumps
Written by Jon-Yngve Bakke. All Rights Reserved.