The Milkman

I don’t want to stand in this kitchen anymore

Shake the sugar bag, throw it on the floor

Mainline, dinner time, straight into my arm

Dog bit the milkman, take it to the farm

Ran to the well while the well ran dry

Took a bucket to the lake for a fresh supply

Now I’m lost at sea while the sirens sing

This is what it feels like to not feel anything

Magic mirror, 8 ball, vague superstition

Am I gonna die in a preventable collision?

Quarterback, heart attack, Sink into the couch

I don’t think I’m ever gonna leave this house

Waited by the well while the well ran dry

Took a bucket to the lake for a fresh supply

Now I’m lost at sea while the sirens sing

This is what it feels like to not feel anything

Yea here’s to being authentic!

Three cheers for being yourself!

What if the most accurate version of me is acting like somebody else?

Are you attached to the action?

Are you attached to me?

A diagnosable condition, every decision I make

Dying by the well while the well ran dry

Made a promise to myself, stick a needle in my eye

Gotta get my life together before this spring

This is what it feels like to not feel anything