Camp Games 1.1

I slept in between the crack of the bed and the wall And I'm not blaming you, but it's not my fault This began and ends in my too small twin I don't think this will last Light of day peeks in through the window Wake up, get up, it's another shit show Someone's right and someone's wrong Pride is swallowed, the week's too long Someone's right and someone's wrong Pride is swallowed, the week's too long I feel young again Terrified of snakes again Skinny dipping lake again I feel young again As if mental pictures could be accepted enough The sun out of sight makes, sight environment rough Maybe I spent time too much time in my routines I know I've wasted days with eyes fixated on screens All of my months just different versions of each other Is all of this just an excuse to get pity from her? For a thankless existence, I'm sorry (I slept in between the crack of the bed and the wall) The clothes that you put on were wrong (and I'm not blaming you, but it's not my fault) On behalf of a species that regressed (this began and ends in my too small twin) Would you expect a better fight song? I don't think this will last