I Fell Asleep

I’m cozy in the shirt I stole, the prized possession, brother knows

When the Red Wings won the Stanley Cup... again

You’re traveling for the long weekend to Mike’s house to be with the band

And the open gape of time just stares at me

I have no idea what I am gonna feed myself tonight

I’m horizontal as a corpse, the clicker’s on a natural force

It propels me to a world I’d probably hate

I’m dating fools inside a pod while Ramsey eats fillet mignonette

My eyes are heavy, shit, am I asleep?

I have no idea who’s gonna bring me back to bed tonight