Tim - Crawling Lyrics

I'll play it safe
And hide my golden coins here in the ground
When I get strong enough I'll come back around
Hope to have found
They mated and then made a golden crown
I could dig it up and wear that shit around out on the town

This is some plan
It keeps my ass out of the frying pan
I can barely crawl don't ask me to stand
I have my doubts
Are those coins safe buried in that leather pouch?
They'll be fine I'll just wait it out here on my couch

While I'm waiting
Are they fading?

I'm crawling
To keep from tripping
Keep from tripping at all
I'm just stalling
I keep on slipping keep on slipping oh no
I'm crawling

Those god damn coins
I can't remember where I put em down
I've dug 17 holes here in the ground
I heard the sound
Of my nosy neighbor late night creeping around
I've seen him out there parading in my golden crown
Like a clown

He went to Vegas
I guess he made it

I'm crawling
To keep from tripping
Keep from tripping at all
I'm just stalling
I keep on slipping keep on slipping oh no

It's like I need a little less self control
Before I can fully let go
I don't know
But I'm crawling