When your grandmother dies
will she fly to the afterlife
or will she haunt your children
My thoughts are logical in my bedroom
I lay awake with a desperate moon
I'm wishing it all away （I wish it away）
I don't need the anxiety

Dirty yellow star hinting at who you are
Do you feel dead sinking into my waterbed
The stars on my ceiling are glowing
（while） your life is a constant impending doom
My thoughts are logical in my bedroom
I lay awake with a desperate moon
I'm wishing it all away （I wish it away）
I don't need the anxiety

Watch the sun melt all the icicles
Making friends is never logical
Toss your body to the ocean for the gulls and seabirds
They will watch with sun tan lotion in the salty air
My thoughts are logical in my bedroom
I lay awake with a desperate moon
I'm wishing it all away （I wish it away）
I don't need the anxiety
I know who you are