Closing

I think I know where you're coming from
I don't even know where I'm going
I've washed the dust off
The bookshelf is empty

And like a fucking rat, I'm just looking for a wall
Just like a fucking rat, I'm just looking, for a wall

The idea of loyalty to space, creating a place
Living and loving
Unconventional familiarity
Heartbreak in vacancy

Just like the rodents, I'm just looking for a wall

What's so special about some walls
What's so special about some shit in boxes
Held captive by memories
And for what?
Dependency on ease
Desperation for familiarity
We've got all we need

Find your wall and scream at it
Coming home, wherever that may be
Dependency on familiarity
And like a fucking rat, I'm just looking for a wall
Something to scream at, something to lean on
Something to take the fall

Heartbreak in vacancy
Something they'll never see

I think I know where you're coming from
I don't even know where I'm going
I've washed the dust off
The bookshelf is empty