Window House Rumble

Sun hit the floor before I opened my eyes Whole damn wall

turning gold from outside Coffee going,

speakers already loud Walk through the kitchen like—look at this house Bare

feet, cold floor, windows everywhere Trees moving outside,

fresh morning air Nobody upstairs dropping shit at eight Nobody downstairs,

nobody in my way Open that window Turn that up Coffee's ready

Fill that cup

Walk through the room There it is—

I got the house with all the windows (LOOK AT THAT!)

Morning coming through from every side

House with all the windows (OPEN 'EM UP!)

Music bouncing off the walls inside

Nothing gold, nothing oversized Just a place that feels fucking right

House with all the windows

Holy shit—I live here

Chair by the glass that I actually use Coffee on the table,

nothing to prove Door to the outside,

step into the sun Come back inside,

same song still running Rain on the glass even sounds good here

Turn it up louder,

nobody can hear Walk through the kitchen one more time Still can't

believe the whole damn thing is mine

I got the house with all the windows

(LOOK AT THAT!) Morning coming through from every side

House with all the windows

(OPEN 'EM UP!) Music bouncing off the walls inside

Nothing gold,

nothing oversized Just a place that feels fucking right House with all

the windows

Holy shit— (YOU LIVE HERE!) Yeah.

I fucking live here.