Feast or Famine

(Oh, the walls are closing in Is it already that time of year?) The hours turned to weeks Did you miss this sight of me? Don't you know this is where I'll be? Oh, the walls are closing in Funny time to start trying to leave The insulation's growing thin Is it already that time of year? Toss and turn, wriggle and writhe My way to another sunrise Jaws will clench, teeth will grind And keep gritting til the next bite Come feast or famine This is where I'll be Are the holes we're digging into spread so far Across the many names we give to now? Oh, the walls are closing in Oh, the walls are closing in Oh, the walls are closing in Fuck a landlord, you can't tell me where I live Even if it's accidental Each mistake was perfect In the fact that we're alive I see plenty cause to live Toss and turn, wriggle and writhe Jaws will clench, teeth will grind Bared to grit by their design So boring into the next bite Toss and turn, rave and writhe Our way to another sunrise Come feast or famine, this is where I'll be Dining out among the living