Eating Glass - Spermbirds

I stare out the window

Collecting interference

Sometimes my whole life’s

A near death experience

Don’t tell me

What’s best for me

'Cause what’s best for me

Is we disagree

Sometimes it feels like

Eating glass

Sometimes it feels like

Eating glass all of the time

I measure the floor

Walking back and forth

The telephone don’t ring

Doesn’t give me anything

I am filled

With the need

Confident in knowing

That I need

Sometimes it feels like

Eating glass