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
