These worse for wear hardwood floors Have seen better days But without my glasses I can't can't see a fucking thing
Because I'm in the business Of crushing spiders with skyscrapers I'm in no position to be giving orders I guess I'm not done with pills yet
You are the anchor To a ship that refuses to float Whenever we explode Our debris will rain down together Just fucking absorb me Let me inside of your head If we can't do any better Then fuck if we can't do our best
We don't judge by appearances Just by the experiences