When the dust settled down
I swear I smelled graphite throughout the house
I let the dog in
Then I cleared out empties
From a bedside table
But I doubt it
Considering
That I've amounted
So far to nothing
I'd climb a wicker gate
Fear I can't pull myself out of bed
I'd climb that wicket gate
To the back steps of your house
Save me from the spreadsheets
My brain is feeling empty
I'm erasing
It's too abrasive to make up my mind
When I don't got one
I don't got one
When I don't got one
Confrontation
I'm showing my teeth
But I doubt it
Yeah considering
That I've amounted
So far to nothing
I'd climb a wicker gate
Fear I can't pull myself out of bed
I'd climb that wicket gate
To a back steps of your house
When the dust settled down
I swear I smelled graphite throughout the house
I let the dog in