Polyester Prison Songtext
von Graaavel

Bugs crawling out from behind the bookshelf
Plates are piling up on the dresser
It′s been about two weeks since I've had a shower
And it′s really hard to get up on my feet

Bed rotting through the summer
Stuck in my prison of polyester
And if you try to come by my house
You'll see a shell of what I am


So just come back in the fall
I've been drinking from the same plastic bottle of water
For about a month now
My laundry′s piling up in the corner
And I′ve been wearing the same t-shirt for over a week

Bed rotting through the summer
Stuck in my prison of polyester
And if you leave me out on the counter
I'll get devoured whole by the mold
Until there′s nothing more

The bugs crawl back behind the bookshelf
As the weather starts to get a little colder
I slowly break away from my molt
But I'll always see the indent in my bed
From when it was a polyester prison