You wanna talk, lazy animals?
How much I relate
I’ll throw myself in the back seat,
Just wait
I’ll be a big social barnacle
We do this to ourselves
I took a hit and it felt like groundswell
That’s how I found trouble again
That’s how I found trouble again
Don’t look now you’re on your own
Peace is a great outsider,
Who isn’t often home
The crashing drag of the daily maze
We draw a lot about circles
We buy a lot of fake praise
Talkin’ with your aims low
That’s a part of it
Coolin’ with a head cold
And the pantomime’s feet
It’s not the street
Walkin’ with your aims low
That’s a part of it
Coolin’ with a head cold
And the pantomime’s feet
It’s not the street
So this is how we spend time
This is how we see
This is where we mold into
Something else we don’t believe
You wanna talk, lazy animals?
How much I relate
I took a hit and I tasted mistakes
That’s how I found trouble again
That’s when I found trouble again
Don’t look now you’re on your own
Peace is a great outsider,
Who isn’t often home
The crashing drag of the daily maze
We draw a lot about circles
We buy a lot of fake praise
Walkin’ with your aims low
That’s a part of it
Coolin’ with a head cold
And the pantomime feet
It’s not the street
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