We have once lived in a home where time's the loudest sound
Thought it my resting place so I hid the clock in your mother's couch
Adderall and sleeping pills can't get you through the day
Buzzed off your bruising fruit hung so low it warms me in the shade
Rove, man, rove
How will you go?
When I don't see you for weeks
You become a foreign concept to me
With honest fingers, I try to pen some cerebral bullshit
But shock thoughts sober me up
Silence breathes when my words take a hit
Store me warmly, serve me best at 98 degrees
Or I'll slip into a fugue state from another
Self induced brain freeze
Rove, man, rove
How will you go?
When I don't see you for weeks
You become a foreign concept to me
Rove, man, rove
How will you go?
When I don't see you for weeks
You become this foreign concept to me
Creature comfort, I crumble through your grip
When you call me by his name, I pretend to never get upset
But I always do