I'm in the Dock, but Why Is, but What's This?

This is just the bare bones. I stay in my head. This is very, very, very bare bones from a song structure standpoint. And then again, so anxiety, am I right? Could be almost like a little figure of a base, thick base part in your head that you can't get out. It's called waiting for my dissolution. That was also like the only time I was on Twitter bad. Am I in the dock? What are we? Oh, I have, oh, oh, the font. Did wait. Oh, oh, no. The library. Do you hate it? Be honest. Is that better? True point. Thank you. You can put