Franklin Park from Biodiesel by Brittle Brian

I don't want to watch
don't wanna watch the people down below
I don't wanna watch, I want to find out how to get me out of my own mind
oooooooooooooo

I can't be myself, any time 'cause I don't know what that is
And as I look out at the wind blown trees,
through the bars of my porch, I think to myself

What if I didn't think about being held?
What if I didn't think about being kissed and fucked?
What if I didn't, oohhhhhh

I'm not even really trying here, I just feel so stale all of the time
if I could just muster up the energy to put on my shoes and go outside up the hill to the park

Take a little walk
Have a little talk with myself

Just about getting out of myself
Just about getting out of myself, oh
Just about getting out of the house,
I would
And I can

• Soundtrack
• sparse
• wet
• Philadelphia