I wish I could stage an evacuation of my mind
I kick in the glass my thoughts leave en masse
Down the staircase and behind
Once outside and standing in a line
These memories want to get back
But I cannot abide them
Don't even recognise them
I realise it's my fault.
And theres no one else to blame
With my conspiracies again
Old lawn cart, won't jump start
Ask your son to clean my car
Roll the jack, zodiac
Old anxiety attacks me
And I'm running out of time
I wish I could stage some kind of intervention in my heart
Gather all my feelings into one chamber and show them how it starts
I'd shuffle up the cabinet, nip it in the bud
My reformatted organ would just pump blood
A vascular automaton
Just kicking back on Amazon
Can I live like this remotely from my room?
Fighting back the curtains gloom each night
You really wouldn't think that it gets that bad
How are so many neuroses on my lyric pad?
Tonight
I ripped it up, and threw it out
Melancholic flu's about
Apologies if this sounds deadpan
But you would not believe the backup plan I don't have!
This music is my lifeboat.
Absorb art, read Descartes
Ask your son to clean my car
Piggyback, zodiac
Old anxiety attacks
Big full stop, empty cup
All our friends are so grown-up
Get unstuck, made up luck
All the worlds a diving duck
Salty kiss, break your heart
Ticked it off on future charts
Shimmer skin, young sweetheart
Hold the keys to your weak parts
I hold the codes to your weak heart