I'm on my floor cutting t-shirts up
I'm finding uses for fabric cause it's easier
than figuring out a use for myself
Well, if it gets you well
Go ahead and get your fill
Give in to something else
I'm on an island of my own mind
Coast guard's been circling, waiting for a capsize
Green light, come and get me well
Call in the diving bell
I'll get a different hell
Something for show and tell
Got it all cared for, I'm a one stop shop
Calling it careful as I kept my thoughts
racing each other in an empty lot
Gone undercover, it's practical enough
Sunday, wasting all of my time, crazy
And you asked me
if I'd like you to get me something
I said "peace of mind, a manual for life"
God, I was such a type
Trying it on for size
I could've made it right
I do it all the time
