Fluff = Nothing

I focus on the push and pulling gap in my chest

I wonder if it's different now cuz it's for the best

I thought it was important just to give it a rest

But now I'm thinking nothing

This week is the week I set aside for myself

But time I spend alone just puts me under the spell

My memories check in at the forever motel

Where nothing ever happens

Maybe I should dig for better words when I say

That maybe all the words I use are really ok

I'm saying what I'm feeling and I'm giving it straight

The fluff is next to nothing