It's not every day when I feel myself exploding
I don't mean that metaphorically it's not hyperbole
I mean I have a dream where I see myself eroding
I can feel it when I'm sleeping like a pillow between my knees
I know I'm not supposed to tap the glass
But in my hand I have a hammer and if I don't use it I'll lose it
I'm good at keeping quiet
I write it on resume and tell it to everybody that I meet
You should really get that looked at
You should really get that looked at
You should really get that looked at
You should really get that looked at
You can call it karma you can call it luck
But I'm not into labeling shit beyond shit
I sit in traffic and I stare blankly at the brake lights
And i write a song that sounds exactly like this one
Am I still driving I should probably check
Cuz sometimes I feel like I might be going in reverse
I try to calm myself down and let it be
But it's hard not to be curious about things that are killing me
You should really get that looked at
You should really get that looked at
You should really get that looked at
You should really get that looked at
Get it checked out get it cut out cut it out
