Basement Days
So you hit the ground
And everything's fading out
Just as expected you'll need some medical attention
And it's convenient because
There's no downsides at all
There's no downsides at all
Got me caught up in the ceiling
What a way to feel it
Living in a basement you're never leaving
Must be some kind of way to feel it
If you don't want my help
Just leave me
You seem to be looking for attention
Craving another set of eyes spectating
And it's odd because
Normally you're the shy one
Who never steps on anyone
Got me caught up in the ceiling
What a way to feel it
Living in a basement you're never leaving
Must be some kind of way to feel it
If you don't want my help
Just leave me
Slowly the descent begins
Assume I'm at fault
Get me to open up
And take me to my safe space
Where I'm in between the walls
Trying to force a reaction
"I'll avoid you to death"
Yeah that's your new distraction
Something's hiding in the closet
And when I open up the door
There goes my afternoon
Got me caught up in the ceiling
What a way to feel it
Living in a basement you're never leaving
Must be some kind of way to feel it
If you don't want my help
Just leave me
And everything's fading out
Just as expected you'll need some medical attention
And it's convenient because
There's no downsides at all
There's no downsides at all
Got me caught up in the ceiling
What a way to feel it
Living in a basement you're never leaving
Must be some kind of way to feel it
If you don't want my help
Just leave me
You seem to be looking for attention
Craving another set of eyes spectating
And it's odd because
Normally you're the shy one
Who never steps on anyone
Got me caught up in the ceiling
What a way to feel it
Living in a basement you're never leaving
Must be some kind of way to feel it
If you don't want my help
Just leave me
Slowly the descent begins
Assume I'm at fault
Get me to open up
And take me to my safe space
Where I'm in between the walls
Trying to force a reaction
"I'll avoid you to death"
Yeah that's your new distraction
Something's hiding in the closet
And when I open up the door
There goes my afternoon
Got me caught up in the ceiling
What a way to feel it
Living in a basement you're never leaving
Must be some kind of way to feel it
If you don't want my help
Just leave me
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Writer(s): Melvin Bornegrim
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