It's morning
Wake up with my mouth
Half open
Half shut
It's time to get up
And say goodbye to everyone
Leave the door
Half shut
Atomic bomb dream
Can't seem to process it
In my head
Half shut
It's morning
I'm sick of the same shit
That I always seem to get
Half shut
Talk back to the world
I dare you.
One left goes right
Two rights go north
Three rights go left
Four lefts go nowhere.