Couch of Dune III

[Verse 1]
Remote in my fist
Same show
Same twist
Ceiling paint starting to talk to me
Empty bag of chips
Time just slowly drips
I’m buried in this busted leather sea
[Pre-Chorus]
But the cracks in the plaster
Start to glow
Start to grow
Dust in the sunlight
Turns to storms I almost know
[Chorus]
I’m so bored
Lying on my couch
Till my living room becomes Dune three
Sands roar back at my lazy shout
From this sagging throne I claim the galaxy
I’m so bored it’s breaking through the screen
From a stained old cushion to a warring dream
On my couch
I’m the terror of the Dune three scene (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Pizza box shield
Crumbs my battlefield
Lamp becomes a brutal burning sun
Coffee table throne
Phone a speaking stone
Summoning a war that must be won
[Pre-Chorus]
Every stain on the carpet
Maps a land
Maps a plan
Vacuum in the corner
Now a beast I dare command
[Chorus]
I’m so bored
Lying on my couch
Till my living room becomes Dune three
Sands roar back at my lazy shout
From this sagging throne I claim the galaxy
I’m so bored it’s shredding every seam
From a flickering sitcom to a prophet’s scream
On my couch
I’m the terror of the Dune three scene
[Bridge]
[Half-time
Massive chugs]
Blank stare
Blank stare
Then the sand climbs the stairs
The old air vent howls like a distant war
One click
One breath
I reject this rest
And the carpet splits like a planet’s core
[Solo]
[Chorus]
I’m so bored
Lying on my couch
Till my living room becomes Dune three
Sands roar back at my waking shout
From this battered throne I bend reality
I’m so bored I split the mundane clean
From a quiet afternoon to a battle scream
On my couch
I’m the ruler of the Dune three scene (whoa)
On my couch
Bored to steel
I rise supreme

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