[Lyric] “​outside the air is getting thinner but... (Bedbug)

[Intro]
So, to be clear, there is no [?] joke
There is a really not-funny story, not a joke

[Verse]
It feels like the winter
Feels like it's colder
I feel a lot
The middle of December
The birds are gone from
All their bird spots
I’m sure I like you, I felt too small
Turns out that something is living
Vicariously through me
My nectar-filled belly, is still seeping out honey
The swamps have been drained and they tell me they miss me
But what good is missing when alone I am nothing
Alone I feel nothing, I wish I felt something
I just wanna go back to sleep
I wanna climb a tree and eat the leaves
I just wanna be led astray and no one ever will find me
Let me out I've grown so much you know
My body's older it's been rusting in the sun
Going on a long trip
I'm bad at endings
Never gonna come back
Never getting better
Tell my dad I’ll miss him
Tell my mom it's okay
I'm bad at endings
I’m never getting better

I'm taking a break from
My body, for good
I'm taking my soul and
Going home alone
I'm taking a break from
My body, for good
I'm taking my soul and
Going home alone
I'm taking a break from
My body, for good
I'm taking my soul and
Going home alone

If I got smaller grew wings flew away for good
I'd take you with me I'd always be home
All of the seasons remind me of you
Looks like their leaving and I’m going too
[Outro]
And then, at this point in the story, I realize I don't have a story to tell, and I'm about to just tell the shortest and worst story that anyone has ever heard. And I finish my story with--