The Floor

Ty Segall

Compositor: Ty Segall

It speaks like a dream
Constantly under my floor
Through the flesh and through the bone no more

Speaking these things
Spilling onto my floor
Everyone I hear no more, no more

It's asleep
It is sleeping under the floor
If awake, my thoughts I can't ignore

For how I've tried
I'll try to be once more
Be alive, and live above the floor

Finger in my brain
Finger in my brain
Finger in my brain
Finger in my brain