JKL - Cape Sundew! Lyrics

It's hard for me to wanna get out of bed in the morning
When I worry bout my worries, I'm living the same story
I-
Feel like you advert my gazes
I feel like I'm too patient
But live in littered places
Swallowing trash to satiate it
I know my pain must be painstaking
I wanna hop up on that train, I hear you calling
See you waiting
I've bent my mind to abide
I'm tickled by your tides
As I'm washed in my wallows
Swallowing words too big gulp
I'm not good at this, I know, I know
(I know, I know)
Probably pessimistically watching potential pop ups passing me by
As I sit inside and cry empty tears from eyes
Am I'm missing opportunity or just missing the point?
I don't hate you what you do to me
I still rip through another joint
Just in case I actually felt something
My knees bend and crack and my ears keep humming
With the pricks of tons of thumb tacks stuck til I can't function
Snatching melatonin
Walking around seeping serotonin (Actually care)
Drip, drop, drop, drop
Drip, drop, drop, drop
You tell me that I'm wrong again
Harping on the same songs again
Sipping shit from bong again
It's harder to confront my resistance
Persistent and perspiring
More just sit back and admire than
To type out a note or a chord
Til my palms scrape rocks up from floor
Til my knees have bled their sanity to their socks
I-
Can't do it
Holding back anything but apologies
"Ah geez, I'm sorry to be saying this"
Flip the record, I'm replaying this
Crack it til it stops being a hit
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay

It's hard for me to wanna get out of bed in the morning
When I worry bout my worries, I'm living the same story
I-
Feel like you advert my gazes
I feel like I'm too patient
But live in littered places
Swallowing trash to satiate it
I know my pain must be painstaking
I wanna hop up on that train, I hear you calling
See you waiting
I've bent my mind to abide
I'm tickled by your tides
As I'm washed in my wallows
Swallowing words too big gulp
I'm not good at this, I know, I know
(I know, I know)
Probably pessimistically watching potential pop ups passing me by
As I sit inside and cry empty tears from eyes
Am I'm missing opportunity or just missing the point?
I don't hate you what you do to me
I still rip through another joint
Just in case I actually felt something
My knees bend and crack and my ears keep humming
With the pricks of tons of thumb tacks stuck til I can't function
Snatching melatonin
Walking around seeping serotonin (Actually care)
Drip, drop, drop, drop
Drip, drop, drop, drop
You tell me that I'm wrong again
Harping on the same songs again
Sipping shit from bong again
It's harder to confront my resistance
Persistent and perspiring
More just sit back and admire than
To type out a note or a chord
Til my palms scrape rocks up from floor
Til my knees have bled their sanity to their socks
I-
Can't do it
Holding back anything but apologies
"Ah geez, I'm sorry to be saying this"
Flip the record, I'm replaying this
Crack it til it stops being a hit
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay