[Part I: Waste]
[Verse 1]
It's as if I believe the more that I squeeze this pillow between my thighs
The more likely the chance that I'll find romance
If it somehow becomes alive
I share my bed with a bad brain
Spilt ash and cum stains almost every night
Find me a drug to replace the love that is slowly leaving my life
[Verse 2]
Oh, if you go
I'm wasting away
Wasting your day
Oh, you know
I'm wasting away
Wasting your day
[Part II: I Am a Familiar Creak in Your Floorboards]
[Verse 3]
Do nothing to substitute self-gratification
So I climax with a sigh
Distance myself from all conversation
Where is my mind?
I know it's annoying when my head drifts away
I convince myself I'm moronic
Well I guess that might be true
But nothing compares to
Something platonic
[Verse 1]
It's as if I believe the more that I squeeze this pillow between my thighs
The more likely the chance that I'll find romance
If it somehow becomes alive
I share my bed with a bad brain
Spilt ash and cum stains almost every night
Find me a drug to replace the love that is slowly leaving my life
[Verse 2]
Oh, if you go
I'm wasting away
Wasting your day
Oh, you know
I'm wasting away
Wasting your day
[Part II: I Am a Familiar Creak in Your Floorboards]
[Verse 3]
Do nothing to substitute self-gratification
So I climax with a sigh
Distance myself from all conversation
Where is my mind?
I know it's annoying when my head drifts away
I convince myself I'm moronic
Well I guess that might be true
But nothing compares to
Something platonic
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