Ill Lit - Spring Chicken lyrics

And you keep prancing 'round the house Breaking the gla**es And the dishes. It's the lonely occupation Of someone else's wishes. The position i'll be taking Is the one I never left. There's a breath i'd like To focus on as though I learned to catch. There's feeling entitled And there's being denied, And there's a tiny January In your hot August nights; It could be friends you keep making In the warmth of fun and sun, It could be misunderstandings Or do you miss someone? It's all I know, How to miss someone. That's how it goes. I had to bury my Sweet grandmother r., And you just don't know How you're gonna lose control. I think you're coming Off the wall Before too long; coming Off the wall It took too long. And these people You're surrounded by Are half completed thoughts, Lost in lights of driftlessness. Compa**ion was the cost. Will you need me here forever Or am I just about through To wander through the wonder, My head all full of doom? You think directions are the thing We should be asking The dead you keep collecting Like callous, tempered plastic? There's feeling entitled And there's being denied, And there's a tiny January And it's your hot August nights. Let's make amends For mistaking that the worst Is yet to come from all these Misunderstandings. When I miss someone, It's all I know, How to miss someone. It's all I know, How to miss someone.