Creature of Habit
I think we need to figure out who's coming to your birthday - 2 thousand online's a pretty
bad strike rate
Making up words with my brother in the back seat
Stained glass pine trees I think thats where you'll find me
Now I gotta think about my wrists when I ollie
& now I gotta think about everyones thats not me
When I was sneaking out I kinda wish that you caught me
Shiny silver pinball does anybody want me
Bouncing around, up and down
Falling asleep on a peach coloured couch
In my parents house all inside out
Filling up scrap books when I'm down
Thinking about my lineage, genetics & the reasoning
I think I like need the company - the parasite, I'm keeping him
High school friends well I only got two now
That's more than enough for someone who figured out how to say I love you 10 yrs too
late
How to stay still & leave food on my plate
How to get covered in white house paint
With the love of your life my god she's a saint
8 seater 12 seater rental car
I think I hate drinking but I love this part
green red white flag, waking up already sad
Benny you're a moody bitch I think you need to call your Dad
Face level with the floor
Looking at the carpet
Focus on the dust
In the rental apartment
Guilty as a warlord standing on bodies
I really gotta find a less painful hobby
The shed got filled in 2 weeks flat
I guess that tells you a lot about that
All the jaded stowaways waiting for the call out
Dying at a desk job trying to keep their thoughts down
Ben's got a gig, did you hear he's got a gig
We should all go yeah they're getting pretty big now
Something bout slowly, maybe it was softly
Fuck my life this is always gonna haunt me
Autor(es): Benjamin Stewart