Testo Booster Seat

I'm moving the through the night, my soul’s just a container
I can't tell you what I'll write, they’re words without the paper
Take my ego for a drive, leave it out at the 110 sign
In the kitchen after five, in the hallway before nine

And if it wasn't for that time in the taxi
When you called it out you said it was anxiety
And you held me from the back of the front seat And you told me all the times that you'd lied to me
Well I felt like a kid, like I could touch my feet
As they hovered above the ground in my booster seat
Oh, it feels like that again

Drink a jug of mind eraser, feel it burn and watch it glow
All my friends on a retainer, and I'm almost out of dough

And if it wasn't for that time in the taxi
When you called it out you said it was anxiety
And you held me from the back of the front seat
And you told me all the times that you'd lied to me
Well I felt like a kid, like I could touch my feet
As they hovered above the ground in my booster seat
Oh, it feels like that again
Oh, I'm waiting for it patiently
My unmarked grave, my salty sea
In my pants, too short, in my shame up to my knees
In a wave of guilt I roll and in a hurricane I breathe

And if it wasn't for that time in the taxi
When you called it out you said it was anxiety
And you held me from the back of the front seat
And you told me all the times that you’d lied to me
Well I felt like a kid, like I could touch my feet
As they hovered above the ground in my booster seat
Oh, it feels like that again