Dustbunnies

They're sneaking in through windows Making homes in the attic beams Collecting at the bottoms of coffee cups And staining the rug I'm following directions from a thousand tiny thoughts Calling the shots from the sidelines They take control till I don't know If I'm the one doing the thinking When I'm not looking I can feel them staring down It's a game that I'm losing of truth or dare They're not playing fair I'm following directions from a thousand tiny thoughts Pulling the strings from above They take control till I don't know If I'm the one doing the thinking Doing the talking Doing the hurting