Sink stacked It’s somewhere on the list I’ll get to later Mind fog It’s such a perfect day to keep on stalling The floor’s so comfortable Here with my biscuit stash It tastes a little salty, little sweet And right now maybe that’s all I need Inside this pack Is all the answer I’m looking for Sit back, relax The tea is getting cold And everything’s on fire Wanna forget it all, can’t fix it now Just open wide, it comes crumbling down Inside this pack Is all the answer I’m looking for Don’t mind these cracks It’s all the same once they’re gone and out of sight Someday I’ll find The silver lining inside the pack Take one more bite The broken pieces will last another night