Maybe someday I'll get bored of countless stalks of corn.
Crash into a service station, right next to the morgue.
Maybe we can migrate to Texas, I got a few family members there.
But I don’t talk to them since the incident, and I don’t remember, and honestly, I’m scared.

Maybe Minnesota, but who the fuck lives there.
My sister was in Colorado, but I won’t live there I swear.
Complete unnerving, senses burning, cameras tied into the neighbors' trees.
He insists that someone is stealing, but let’s be real, he’s fucking crazy.

Maybe someday I'll get bored of countless stalks of corn.
Crash into a service station, right next to the morgue.
Maybe someday I'll get bored of countless stalks of corn.
Maybe someday I'll get the hint and move somewhere that’s warm.

Maybe someday I'll get bored of countless stalks of corn.
Crash into a service station, right next to the morgue.
Maybe someday I'll get bored of countless stalks of corn.
Maybe someday I'll get the hint and move somewhere that’s warm.