spud Songtext
von Whatever, Dad

Please don′t leave the table
I'm still eating

My plate′s half full, but I feel you
Motion towards the sink

Am I boring you?
I'm probably boring you


It's just that
Your absence makes me grow
An absence of my own

You prefer to rest, but
I′m still walking

Around release and, doubtful
I am one to think

Are you ignoring me?
Stop fucking ignoring me

It′s just that
Your absence makes me grow
An absence of my own