Object Permanence

I've made friends

With weaponizing object permanence

In the war against my feelings

It makes sense

To sedate yourself from your resentments

When you're dealt what God's been dealing

Cause I am holding back lightning in a bottle

And it would surely be the end

If I touched the throttle

"Can you smile for me?"

"Cheese!"

"Ah, cheese!"

"Ah, cheese!"

"CHEESE!"

"Thank you, Chase!"

(Carter singing gibberish)

"We're gonna go to the treasure, right?"

"Yeah!"

"Twinkle twinkle little star

How I wonder what you... sky!"

"Hi Uncle Chase

I miss you too."

And I know

The ends and means ain't justifying

When I'm driving straight down on a winding road

I always somehow end up crying

Now I'm close to spinning out

Cause I am fighting tidal waves with shallow waters

As I'm standing in the wake

I've become my father

"What? Is the treasure presents again?"

"Yeah"

"Oh my goodness!"

"Oh my goodness! There's too many presents!"