Irregular Arms by War Waves Lyrics

What's in a home? It's just numbers in zones. It's only a postal address. What in a name, when they call you the same if you're living alone or you're dead? Well this isn't how I prepared to meet everyone up there. How is it worse when all that is heard are negatives filling my mouth? I'm kidding myself that I'm priding myself that I'm never letting anything out. But I shouldn't be this proud when I'm tying my innocence down. If I'm quiet and no one's about, then how can you say it out loud? You can abide by paying for time if it's the best that it ever will be. It's incredible harm to my regular arms, are the chemicals lying to me? But this isn't how I perceived (when I'm laying with rocks on my feet). If my regular skin was diseased, then surely, you'd cut it from me? I'm standing outside of my sister's house. I'm sweeping up leaves for the plants to grow out. I'm hoping to witness them branch up and flower. I'm hoping that something convinces me now