I had a dream that everyone who’d ever seen me naked

Was out in the crowd, milling around, looking impatient

I couldn’t think, I couldn’t talk, I wanted to get wasted

But I couldn’t drink enough to do the job on these SSRIs

It felt like a knife

So you know I’m going off the rails tonight

Fears are what we see in dreams

I don’t know how to surf the scene

I don’t know nothing

Full of nerves and wondering

If these skeletons with septum rings

Have caught me bluffing

Most of the time I look at people and I just see humans

But I freak out a bit depending on how crowded the room is

(And I realize we all have skeletons inside of us)

Hell is a basement full of halloween costumes that go on for miles

Wrapped up in skin and ironic slogan t-shirts and lopsided smiles

And mostly all white

So you know I’m going off the rails tonight

Fears are what we see in dreams

I don’t know how to surf the scene

I don’t know nothing

Full of nerves and wondering

If these skeletons with septum rings

Have caught me bluffing

Bodies adjacent

Sweating and vacant

Dull and complacent

Hell is a basement

So come on, get naked

And why not get wasted?

Drink up and face it

Hell is a basement