Tw Walsh - Fundamental Ground lyrics

I've been in this room for way too long An amateur paint job And a worn out rug Hand-me-down lighting and a couple of d** I can't complain There's food on my table And wine in the drain Looking for the fundamental ground You hang on to things that are pa**ing through A woman in labor Or a friend that's dead A stupid decision Or some bullsh** you said But you can't complain If you don't react To pleasure and pain To fiction and fact Looking for the fundamental ground