Lungfish - You Might Ask Me What lyrics

I might reply: nothing but so neural and nervous oh so neural and nervous oh and you might ask me what I might reply: nothing but that wing on your head that bell in your bed—agitated you might ask me why I might reply I'm just trying to get by locked into that locked-out sensation a confession penned by the hand to the mouth of the fear of being eaten you might ask me what and I might reply: we're ready already