Bug Flipper Songtext
von Warm Thoughts

By the time I made it home
The garden had turned to weeds
And everyone here that was becoming unhappy


I want to blow the scales
And tip over every bar and sock on its back
But I′m fucking powerless
And that's okay
It′s okay to ask for help sometimes
It's okay to laugh at yourself all the time
Even if you're the feeder of every bird in the neighborhood
You′re still a symbiotic wreck like the rest of us left here

The slide held on to the light
The place that I want to come back to
The slide held on to the light
The place that I want to come back to