Touch

We're all back from the camping trip and
I don't ever remember the floorboards creaking like this
The rainbow CD's deck the hallways
But my collection sags the cupboard shelf and cracks
Unpacking crates while the whistle blares in the back of
My head, the skull itch treats me like crap
Backwards letters have my tongue all twisted up

Don't run it by me
I'm not the smartest
Can't find it in me
To stretch

Don't run it by me
I'm not the smartest
Can't find it in me
To ever stretch



Credits
Writer(s): Aidan O'brien
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