Texty: Spraynard. Little Green Ghouls.

The weight feels heavier every day
Pushing down on my will to contribute anything
These chords and these words on a paper that will end up under the couch are proof that I am something

And some say something is better than nothing when nothing was something we never wanted to be in the first place
These footprints felt below are enough to let me know that without me this dirt would have never moved

We used to dream of our older days, but at some point it wasted away
Replaced with memories of our dead friends and a want of a means
To an end

Something is better than nothing when nothing was something we never wanted to be in the first place