Can't run can't jump can't live just hide
I found my past
At the bottom of this glass
I hope it drys up at last
One more simple feat
I'll take another short and neat
Pour it tall 'til I'm complete
Wash it down in simple terms
While filling up on useless germs
Does this give me proof of life or is it
Proof of nothing
Nothing at all
Come have a seat
In a bottle I'll sink my feet
Under cover under sheet
Bedtime once again for cares and needs
I hope these sheets are clean
Does this resemble thought or is it
Proof of nothing
Nothing at all
Can't run can't jump can't live just hide