Something about me stinks Something about me smells I don't want that to be, how you remember me Something about me stinks
I wouldn't be so far, from standing where you are
Everywhere I look is south Everywhere I look is south If I could clear my vision now, I could hear you nice and loud Everywhere I look is south
Something about me's weak Myself from the inside out, I could turn my life around
Doesn't have to be the only way to common ground Absence was an option only waiting to be found But the further that I float along, the sooner I could sink And in the end what really matters that if you feel that you could think of me the same
Myself from the inside out, I could turn my life around
Something about me's weak Myself from run-around, I could be a (frown? ) More from Umphrey's McGee