If I could I'd go back to the woods
14 Feet from the gasoline and just burn
34 Miles an hour into gravel
So I can jump off at the last second
Maybe I'll bury myself under the kitchen
To feel as cold when the light's inside of me
From my feet up to the fourth floor attic
It could straighten my spine if I wear the right shirt
Maybe I'll bury myself under the kitchen
And I'll bury myself under the kitchen
And I'll bury myself under the kitchen
And I'll bury myself under the kitchen
And I'll bury myself under the kitchen
And I'll bury myself under the kitchen
And I'll bury myself under the kitchen
And I'll bury myself under the kitchen
And I'll bury myself under the kitchen
And I'll bury myself under the kitchen