I think much like another song “Anti-Matter” (that's also on the same album as this song), this one is also is inspired by a horrifying van crash the band experienced on Nov 3, 2022. This, much like the other track, sounds like it's an extension what they shared while huddled in the wreckage, as they helped frontman Garrett Russell stem the bleeding from his head wound while he was under the temporary effects of a concussion. The track speaks of where the mind goes at the most desperate & desolate of times, when it just about slips away to all but disconnect itself, and the aftermath.
It's New Year's Eve, I'm in Glendora
I'm the only living person in Glendora
Heading east on the freeway
I left my prom dress on the bus-stop in Duarte
I switch the rules, you take advantage
You know I always like to play the victim
And would you fuck me? 'cause I'd fuck me
Am I your wet nap?
Freestyle walking
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I'm on my way, I want to see you
You're in your bedroom with some dancers underneath you
I come inside, I hear the door slam
You tell me if I really loved you I'd get with them
They make me sick, you make me sicker
But I want to please you so I go and I get with her
I close my eyes, I think about me
I'm just your wet nap
Freestyle walking
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I should find someone better for me
But Mom says we're born this way
Every time I come over to your house
You just shit on my face
And you know, you know
You know, you know it really freaks me out
I drove for hours on bad directions
I arrive, there's something you forgot to mention
An afterthought, straight to the tabby
"Sorry Angel, went to Reno," happy, happy
It ain't the rest, why do you Jenny?
I'm in a booth, it's almost twelve, your favorite Denny's
Another year, I need a sundae
I'm just your side bet
Freestyle walking
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I'm the only living person in Glendora
Heading east on the freeway
I left my prom dress on the bus-stop in Duarte
I switch the rules, you take advantage
You know I always like to play the victim
And would you fuck me? 'cause I'd fuck me
Am I your wet nap?
Freestyle walking
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I'm on my way, I want to see you
You're in your bedroom with some dancers underneath you
I come inside, I hear the door slam
You tell me if I really loved you I'd get with them
They make me sick, you make me sicker
But I want to please you so I go and I get with her
I close my eyes, I think about me
I'm just your wet nap
Freestyle walking
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I should find someone better for me
But Mom says we're born this way
Every time I come over to your house
You just shit on my face
And you know, you know
You know, you know it really freaks me out
I drove for hours on bad directions
I arrive, there's something you forgot to mention
An afterthought, straight to the tabby
"Sorry Angel, went to Reno," happy, happy
It ain't the rest, why do you Jenny?
I'm in a booth, it's almost twelve, your favorite Denny's
Another year, I need a sundae
I'm just your side bet
Freestyle walking
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
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