The Lurch

Don't you bother to open the blinds Close your lids and then travel through time No tomorrow now, tomorrow is gone Just sleep, TV, and then sleep all day long Trapped underneath the weight of these things That I think too much, and the unwashed sheets I'm underneath the weight of these things That I think too much, and the unwashed sheets How long has this TV been on for? Seasons just repeat while my batteries leak their acid to Empty their cells, burn holes in the blanket What must come down Burns holes in the blanket Phone check again, it's that same old feed shit I've eaten my feed of all that's meaningless Five minutes later, refreshing for feeling I'm catching nothing but self promo, still streaming Trapped underneath the weight of these things That I think too much, and the unwashed sheets Trapped underneath the weight of these things That I think too much, and the unwashed sheets It's this garden variety strain of anxiety that reminds me Wallflowers need watering It's this garden variety strain of anxiety that reminds me The sky is falling (Down) It's this garden variety strain of anxiety that reminds me Wallflowers need watering It's this garden variety strain of anxiety that reminds me The sky is falling The sky is falling The sky is falling The sky is falling I remember the winter you were diagnosed Neither of us were surprised It's kind of cute, it's kind of funny Seeing you spring right back to life