Novelty Sweater
Jeff Rosenstock
Stuck in a room, clutched to an aching womb
My mind like a trap
In the same state I was in ‘88
Lept up, falling back
I’ve been daydreaming under a novelty sweater
Stinking of fear
Starting again, starting it all again
Leapt
My life like a trap
I’ve been daydreaming
Under a novelty sweater
Stinking of fear
I’ve been accusing self-medication
For all of my overcompensation
For all of these faults that no one would notice
If I could shut my mouth
I’ve been daydreaming under a novelty sweater
Oh oh oh oh.