[Verse 1] Found a missing sock On a Tuesday in July It was hiding in my bedsheet Like it really didn’t wanna say goodbye I’ve been living with the laundry Piled higher than my phone Little cotton skyscrapers In this one-room Wrinkled zone [Chorus] Welcome to my laundry planet Spinning in the corner of my room (spin around) Shirts in orbit Jeans in transit Every single hoodie is a moon I should probably fold it Can’t I? But I kinda like the clutter view Yeah I’m king of the laundry planet And there’s space here Space here for you (oh yeah) [Verse 2] Got a T-shirt from a concert Still smells like the night we met Half a sleeve stuck in a sweatshirt Like it’s holding on so it won’t forget Found that sock’s old partner Underneath a takeout bag Guess the universe is smaller When you finally sort the tags [Chorus] Welcome to my laundry planet Spinning in the corner of my room (round and round) Shirts in orbit Jeans in transit Every single hoodie is a moon We could sit and name the constellations From the holes in my old shoes Yeah I’m king of the laundry planet And there’s space here Space here for you
