Luke Westaway - Creature of Habit lyrics

*sigh* Oh, i feel like sh— (sh*t, it's okay, luke, you can swear.) And i'm sick of it! (good boy.) A brain like flavoured water And it tastes so grim Uh Well, i feel my age And i feel my youth I feel too much, ain't that the truth? I feel like there's something wrong I've felt it all along Felt it for twenty years and Now the habit's strong And every time it's the same It feels so real and i feel so drained Familiar patterns that i never see Until it's too late To say, "oh wait, this is the ocd" Oh... Oh... Caught on the gears As they start to spin and my Mental machinery has dragged me in So i'm broken in half And in half again Hungover, drawn and quarterеd Feeling like i'm never gonna win And why thе hell would i think that i could? And every time it's the same It feels so real and i can't explain Familiar patterns i just don't perceive Until it's too late Uh, much too late And every time i obsess I know it'll take weeks to clean up that mess Familiar patterns i should know by now But it's hard to find the way Out of the woods when you're afraid It's hard to unlock the door From inside the cage Familiar patterns that i can't break through So grab a dustpan and a bin bag and a broom We've got work to do