The snow crusher
Jarrod gorbelThe EBB and flow of foot traffic
The powder crushed and compact in our grip
I'll throw some at you
And laugh when I miss
Retaliate with better precision
Cold smacks upside of my face
Way to repay
Give me some affection
A little less aggressive
No, not another story
About those that came before me
No, oh
Waited so patiently
For everyone else to leave
They're not important
At least not to me
I'm not anti-social
You fulfill those needs
Names I can't connect to faces
Places I'd rather not be
I'm already complete
It's not your fault
No, not at all
I'm the only one responsible
'Cause you're so well-adjusted
I'm a hater with no conscience
No, oh
The pain of glass
Three inches deep
Somehow cracked
And the door that leads
The stairway of your old apartment,
old apartment
Fireflies are buzzing
Fluorescent lights
Layer peeled with every few steps
Beads of sweat drip down my neck
I'm a nervous wreck
Why are you always depressed?
Does everything make you this stressed?
Why are you always drowning?
It's the same sea that surrounds us
No, oh
Now give me some affection
A little less aggressive
No, not another story
About those that came before me
No, oh