Webs

Laying on a mattress
That I’ve have had since I was nine
The springs gave way some years ago
The frame is doing fine
I’m not looking for anything
I’m not looking for anything
If seeing is believing
I guess I’m really blind
And is it me or is wondering
A decent state of mind
I always try to make some sense
Of webs that intertwine
And if you never ask me anything
I’ll never have to lie
I’m not looking for anything
I just wanna listen to explosions from my bed
I’m not looking for anything
I just want a place to put my head
This paper tiger’s past a buck
My in-head embarrassment made me a sitting duck
In a world that’s colder than the deepest river stone
It’s hard to be alone
I’m not looking for anything
I just wanna listen to explosions from my bed
I’m not looking for anything
I just want a place to put my head