Do I think that I'll be saved By something that I make Like a painting swims to rescue me before I'm swallowed by the wave I'm on thin ice as it is I don't care who I came with Gotta go back home and clean my room before I lose myself in this If you don't care Then I don't care What's the point of talking when no one's there? Well I'm on a silly mission to heat the cold and dry the wet I hallucinate connections between me and my best friends I imagine some new nation that I will find and then infect with my precious vibes I am still lost in the snow It is thin ice where we skate And I've fallen through a crack and swallowed water to the brain I was holy once upon a time but that was yesterday I am the ghost of the tribe If they don't care Then why should I care I talk to myself (I sing to myself) And no one's there No one's there I don't care No one's there I don't care No one's there I don't care No one's there I don't care