Woh

Popcorn ceiling, bright fluorescent light

And the window keeping out the night

I reach blindly out and grab

Close my fist but there's nothing inside

Windows open, blankets gonna freeze

Still ain't known a single Summer breeze

And I'm sick of hearing the atmosphere

Crashing down through the trees

Need some ibuprofen, need some air

I need to run a couple times through the form

And I know I can't control the weather