Do I think that I'll be saved
By something that I make
Like a painting swims to rescue me before I'm swallowed by the wave
I'm on thin ice as it is
I don't care who I came with
Gotta go back home and clean my room before I lose myself in this
If you don't care
Then I don't care
What's the point of talking when no one's there?
Well I'm on a silly mission to heat the cold and dry the wet
I hallucinate connections between me and my best friends
I imagine some new nation that I will find and then infect with my precious vibes
I am still lost in the snow
It is thin ice where we skate
And I've fallen through a crack and swallowed water to the brain
I was holy once upon a time but that was yesterday
I am the ghost of the tribe
If they don't care
Then why should I care
I talk to myself (I sing to myself)
And no one's there
No one's there
I don't care
No one's there
I don't care
No one's there
I don't care
No one's there
I don't care