Slanted from Okay Sick by Whelpwisher

Turn the wrench at almost anyone
Fill the house up to the roof
Can't find the page you said that you were on the run
Is it just one more tag to start the game I won

Tell this dream to almost anyone
Head is due for being saved
Was it just threes and fours and hammers to your head
Anticipation of what you forgot you said

The dream would end with me just staring into space as it crawls in

Pick you favorite team from anyone
On the edge of seeming strange
Well you can pull it off and sell it to the man
It's just another way of kicking down the can

On a ride to hide the highs away
You could run until you're blue
Can't you decide before there's nothing left to say
Just shake it off I see your worries melt astray

• Rock
• basement pop
• fuzz
• power pop
• quiet-loud
• sad boy
• Chicago