Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in

When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me the bone in.

I got nicotine stains on my fingers

I got a silver spoon on a chain

'Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains

I got wild staring eyes

And I got a strong urge to fly

But I got no where to fly to.

Oooh babe, why not pick up the phone?

There's still nobody home.

 

No, I'm not feeling meloncholy about losing my love. My love-life is as perfect as it will ever get, couldnt be happier. No, I feel like this sometimes with myself. That I'm inside my head watching everything go on around me, almost like watching a movie... but it's not real. Nothing is. Or at least that's how it seems sometimes. I know that's not what this song is about (not what Waters intended anyway,) but this is how I'm feeling and this song just came to mind so here I am.

I have lost confidence in myself. I have lost everything.