september snuck right up on me it passed by me in a basement dream where i was just cooling down for getting so worked up i woke up and still felt the same go ahead and board all the windows because i can t see anything now i wanna know what are you still doing here and my friends aren t good for anything and thank god that this porch is blocked by trees we could get wrapped up held in custody i should never try to strum six strings i ll make a mess i can t clean up any time soon with the same question what are you still doing here and all of your words get stuck like splinters with no remedy to remove