Most Alive

You were going thru the cracks

Straight up my ass

Into my butt

Going thru my past

I got a burning question to ask

You got a tray for this ash?

I got 2 dollars worth of sage

To add to my stash

Cuz when the going gets tough

And all you got is your stuff

I hope your stuff will last

When you got no phone to ask

Well I got

2 pairs of leather sandals

And 3 beeswax tiered candles

What I doubled in lash

I took all out in cash

I have forgiven but not forgotten

When all the fruit went rotten

All your takeout in piles

Hey the next planet ain't for miles

Cuz when the going gets tough

And all you got is your stuff

I hope your stuff will last

When you got no phone to ask

Well I got this patchwork quilt and 3 vessels of guilt

But I still don't feel better

Even in this wool sweater

How long will it be before we can't predict the weather?

I feel better just staying inside

Cuz fear makes me feel the most alive

I feel better just staying inside

Cuz fear makes me feel the most alive

The most alive