Dogs are chewing my guts but I don't feel it much

And I'm numb, I don't even try to feed the tadpoles that sleep, and I'm drowned

But a past whine calls my name

I turn but it's the same

Feeble underneath

echoes' fingertips

When the rain falls on the walls

There's no one to speak to and I feel so lost

When the clouds break, it's the same, it's the same

There's no one out there, and the frogs look so sad

By then the Mr. Darkside is here, and I feel, still ill

Still stuck in a loop of watercolors and frames, I'd leave but

A past whine calls my name

I turn but it's the same

Feeble underneath, so

echoes' fingertips

When the rain falls on the walls

There's no one to speak to and I feel so lost

When the clouds break, it's the same, it's the same

There's no one out there, and the frogs look so sad