Postural Dysfunction Songtext
von Plain Austen

There is an army
Green desk here
The kind I′d have dragged home
On the B or the A
I only sit
On my chest here
So I can watch myself
Develop curved vertebrae

And I have never spent
So much time waiting
For no one in particular
And nothing at all


3 lamps and 1
Fluorescent overhead
3 windows that only let light in at
3 am
You like it dark
You say like your childhood
I'm here alone now
But you′re my brain stem

And I have never spent
So much time waiting
For no one in particular
And nothing at all

And I apologize
I have to get out of here
I swear it's much too sweet
My stomach's far too weak

And I can′t bake another
Goddamn cake this week
I′m not cut out for this
I swear I'm far too weak

And I′d have never thought
I'd need you like I do
It′s almost too much
My stomach's fucked up, too


And I have never spent
So much time waiting
For no one in particular
And nothing at all