Testo Stalemate_Spud - Whatever, Dad

Stalemate_Spud

Everything reminds me of
Even when I don’t want to think about him
Daydreaming in two different directions falls outside of my hands
Not knowing seems to be in demand
In popular demand
And every train ride home that I take
Gives me time to miss and think about him
And performing a routine of silence is foolish on both ends
Not spilling seems to be in demand
Unanimous demand
Bless the bashful with a good vibe
Confusion’s O.K. and so’s time
Pay recognition to your friends
Try to fight the big upset
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