[VERSE 1]
This is how I sound dog, pound paw
Illest Cool Whip hitter, no whippets, no mister
Just a sweet tooth to speak truth, and say a bunch of "um"'s
With the right amount of cognizance to an*lyze it all
This is my basement bounce, face the couch, crashing
Treasure cove of memories, erase a couple, set em' free
Swig it like your poppy do, hiccup juice for obstacles
Make it president, I'd vote for it to have a pocket full
Baby stubbed it's toe, metaphorically in flow
The carpet's feeling soggy and the walls and ceiling drone
A cage inside a cage with a roof, all in an ant hill
And the water seems to stand still
The telescope can't even zoom to here
All I care about it ending parties and getting these rooms clear
So a solo specimen frozen under the microscope
Has a million mindless notes saying 'try to find some hope'
[HOOK x2]
This is my basement bounce
Shouts to the other f**ers cooped up like me
Basement Bounce
Living in a crypt, where you can't hear thunder or nice things
[Verse 2]
It's hot as hell, I'm not a shell, I swear I am a human here
Sad as Dustin Hoffman, floppin in his retro scuba gear
New-ish year, I'll prove it, scared, crumpled in a ball balling
A slow hello, Long Goodbye, bigger cast than Rob Altman
Every ghost I clink my half empty gla** with
Is the same sad sack I relax and I can laugh with
"That's rich" ... then what's poor?
My vacancy of mind smiles and bile that churns fresh sick?
No. I haven't vomited in ten years plus
I haven't felt the urge to get well and live outside a crutch
Dust off the shut up, sew and thread the new bu*ton
I heard the piston say go, it's time for you to move something
[HOOK]
This is my basement bounce
Shouts to the other f**ers cooped up like me
Basement Bounce
Living in a crypt, where you can't hear thunder or nice things