In the Duff

am/fm dreams

in the restless night
you can hear the stars go by
it’s only in my mind but we’re running out of light

you say you know just who i am, but i don’t think you’re right

i’m not sure what you’re thinking of
i’m so tired of the la di da di da
you’ll never know what i’m thinking of
but you’ll find that i’m way more overrated than you are

if you’re really quiet you can hear the ants marching by
always in single file, they never are the ones to start the fight

you think you know just where we are, but i don’t think you’re right

is it worth it just to keep it or throw it away
what i’ve collected in my hands
and now i’m feeling something