Fig Dish - It's Your Ceiling lyrics

I'd erase you if I could But I don't want to be misunderstood The odds aren't good We're lower than the ground, you stand on wood As hard as you are I'm seeing static all the time It's only second to the dirt I'd effortlessly find in your mind Can't feel, can't reveal my bleakest side It's a lie Looks like I fell behind Go ahead, be misled if you're inclined Take your time Incidentally you've wasted most of mine Got this low b**h for bleeding If that's what you want At my low, it's your ceiling I'd erase you if I could But it's too late to be misunderstood The odds aren't good We're lower than the ground, you stand on wood As hard as you Got this low b**h for bleeding If that's what you want At my low, it's your ceiling Is that what you want?