Текст песни nouns - ghost legs

"

underneath the table
little ghost legs stick out
worn out from hide and seek
from being weak

from the ceiling
my legs fall down
worn out from all the running
from being

stepping on sunflower seeds at the carnival
dangling from swing-sets in the schoolyard
tapping under a desk filled with poetic bullshit
squeaking in halls after the rain
so restless now let me rest
closer still
closer still
narcissistic in my self-loathing

little ghost legs, run on home

"

— J.D.