A Reptile Dysfunction
Raccoon Tour
I got a pet snake who is physically incapable of love
He's like my best friend who would kiss me when we got shit-faced on his drugs
He'd pull my shirt over my head
I lean in close and kiss him back
I say I've dreamt of this since I was fifteen
Man, how corny is that?
Knew a gecko who would stick to walls but always bit my hand
She's like the mad spiteful consistency of songs made for my band
Why can't I make a good foundation
Making songs that bring me joy
Instead of immortalizing things that make me feel hopeless and annoyed
Like you give one rat's ass
I got three months left inside me
After that, man, I don't know
I've grown up, I've picked my poison
Give the blame where it is owed
A Burmese python, I'm a nuisance in a place I don't belong
But moving to Portland won't solve all your problems, I've known along
Moved to the east coast to write lyrics that are both cutting and so clever
Like they say: The good day far too young
But you know you're gonna live forever
You've heard that one before
Just shut up and perform
I got two months left within me
And it's hard to fathom more
You were right to leave without me
I just weigh you to the floor
Komodo dragons were the apex on a tiny chunk of land
But drop me in a bigger scene, you'll watch me falter where I stand
I'll eat what remains of our friends
Sell my soul and then cash out
And when I'm dying in my eighties, it'd be inside an empty house
Just alone with my pets
It's not like they love me back
There's just one month left before me
Cross my Ts and dot my Is
After all your best intentions
I still spend all day inside
I got one month (one month, one month)
I got one week (one week, one week)
I got one day (one day, one day)
Feed my snake after I'm gone
I've got