Texty: Ben Weasel. In A Few Days.

Thirty days ago I was fine. Thirty days ago I had peace of mind. Something in me is out of synch; I'm worried that I'm getting sick. I've got my backup plan: I'll loosen up my grip and then I know in a few days I'll be okay. Thirty days ago I was hurt. Thirty days ago I was really worse. But days and nights will still alternate and I will wait for what couldn't wait. I've got my backup plan: I'll loosen up my grip and then I know in a few days I'll be okay. Perception's just a little off and I can't talk. I'll just hang up and try again. In a few days I'll be okay.