Tidy up

i made you throw out the couch

burn all the books in this house

we won’t read ‘em anyway

they are taking up my space

clutter keeps me paralyzed

hazing over my third eye

get the polish, shine her up

then all day you’ll have good luck

(chorus)

maybe i will see a little clearer

if we tidy up this place

maybe i will see a little clearer

if we tidy up this place

mornings are the worst for me

that’s when i’m in good company

sun will rise and burn my eyes

when i wake i start to cry

(chorus)

i’m leaving my body

i’m leaving my body behind (x4)