Uncle Jill - Pile

Staring out on escape routes

As things as i knew show up and leave

If they won’t go they get shoved out

I’m packing light with what i need

Not bad enough

To not be that good

Uncle jill please don’t judge me

Or i will kill you for it

I’m normal man who does normal things

Don’t know what i’ve been using

Don’t know what i’ve been losing

Somewabefupanudin'

I hate all the things i want

I hate all the things i bought

I hate all the air in my room

I’m the only one i know

I’m not ashamed or proud of it

May 13 was a new moon

New moon