They Always Come

I’ve been drying for it Bugging again Now it won’t bend You’ve been frying for it A mound of smack Won’t fill the crack They always come in two’s All the space they always use All the steps I’ve taken hide me Not sure now what’s left inside me So I’ve taken to napping All the things I left unspoken The one that fits still got me joking Hope it don’t mean I’m still napping [Repeat once, after second time there is a solo] Can’t face the (man? plan?) The ones you left Can’t trace me Sky broke down That rainy sound Got to save me