waste

I can't wait to find time To unwind to unravel I feel like junk on a spool On the floor I'd be tangled but detached from the plastic Not elastic but rough like wool To make you drool I suffered for you I'm pitiful Now I make waste To fill my own space At a loss in my room Full of dread you would assume I'd just rinse it all out But I feel fine I feel fine What a joke to feel fine I feel fine I feel fine To make you drool I suffered for you I'm pitiful Now I make waste To fill my own space Beep boop To make you drool I suffered for you I'm pitiful Now I make waste To fill my own space I have what you want do you want it back I have what you want I have what you want do you want it back I have what you want I have what you want do you want it back I have what you want I have what you want do you want it back I have what you want