It's so forrested
I'm falling quiet
There's not another life in sight
I live off toothpicks and try my best
To be the least fervently dressed
I'm on the roof
And I'm on my toes
I got a look and my lookaround shows
I need a watch
Or any kind of clock
I need a reason for my engine to stop
I play the keys
And I play the lock
I got a couple sidewalks to walk
I got a TV
And it comes on at 10
I gotta lay around til then
So I'll fake insomnia
Say I hope it goes away soon
Try to get a hold of ya
Then pass out in the back room
I play the keys
And I play the lock
I got a couple sidewalks to walk
I got a TV
And it comes on at 10
I gotta lay around til then
So I'll fake insomnia
Say I hope it goes away soon
Try to get a hold of ya
Then pass out in the back room
I drink a bottle and have a double dose
I got a shock coming up from my toes
It keeps me complaining
Takes my motivation
Slices my ankles
Makes me unstable
Smolders my grain field
Freezes my lake
And starts my groan
So I'll fake insomnia
Say I hope it goes away soon
Try to get a hold of ya
Then pass out in the back room