I'll tilt the ground
The world starts rolling back to me
I find these days
I'll talk about it casually
But here I am
A sucker for obsession
And here I am
Admire my progression
Here or there, I still care
But I can't find my feet
Every once in a while
I'll ask for the receipt
I walk a lot, I talk a lot
Is it gettin' tired?
Find me in the evening
Tinkering with hardwire
I'll tilt the ground
The world starts rolling back to me
I find these days
I'll talk about it casually
But here I am
A sucker for obsession
And here I am
Admire my progression
(I got this gum stuck on the bottom of my shoe recently)
(And I, I think it might've just been super-glued by somebody)
(I don't know, trying to sabotage me, trying to get inside my head)
(So I didn't)
(So I went to my buddy's workshop)
(In his garage, he has a bunch of tools)
(And he let me use them for free, he didn't charge me at all)
(I scraped, I sawed, I used his power tools until the bubblegum was removed)
(And then I couldn't wear my shoes anymore, so I guess I'll go to the mall)
I'll tilt the ground
The world starts rolling back to me
I find these days
I'll talk about it casually
But here I am
A sucker for obsession
And here I am
Admire my progression