Houseplant Junkie - Bite It

I'm feeling hot shit, drop dead
Catch you looking down my way
I'd wink but that'd be weird
I'd have my top down, music up
If I had a cool car
Wait you don't
I thought that was clear
It feels like high school when I hear
Some people talking like tough it's clear
You wanna ditch the mask and find a better match
But you can't disguise your fear
So you grab a beer
And you settle down
And you sit around
And you wait for someone else to tell you what to do
Hah

Well I'll tell you what
I wish I cried more than I do
I wanna say more with a little less words
And I've got some good advice to use
I guess I'm tryna say
I'm further from perfect than from here to LA
And I don't know what I'm gonna do with my life alright
But I wanna feel good today

I'm feeling hot shit, drop dead
Catch you looking down my way
I'd wink but that'd be weird
I'd have my top down, music up
If I had a cool car
Hey this guy's got a Honda Odyssey man
What do you know about seven passengers
It feels like high school when I hear
Some people talking like tough it's clear
You wanna ditch the mask and find a better match
But you can't disguise your fear
So you grab a beer
And you settle down
And you sit around
And you wait for someone else to tell you what to do
Hah

All around I'm fine
I wanna be the last thing on my mind
I wanna be a lover to somebody who's a lover to me
And not a crazy hippie queen
And there are some things I've just gotta do better
Like keeping in touch with my two little brothers
Trying not to curse every other fucking word
Cuz soon I'm gonna have a real job

I'm falling into believing
That good things will just come true
And I wonder if you can see it in me
That I don't have a clue
I'm trying, I think that I found it
That thing that makes it alright
It's this music and people around me
Keeping it real that makes me love life
And momma I wanna say thank you
For teaching me do what I must
And father I couldn't repay you for
The way that you love your sons
Everything I've ever done
Is just glass in kaleidoscope skies
So when I break down I pick the pieces up
And paint them the color of life
When I break down I pick the pieces up
And paint them the color of life
When I break down I pick the pieces up
And paint them the color of life

Written by:
Max Gerlach

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