Ex Okays - Lord Monsoon Lyrics

This isn't college, this isn't home
This is a travesty, absence of amnesty, out of the safe zone
So I work it out
But it ain't a job
I'm in absolute misery muscularly and indefinitely
I would try to keep you out
But there are no doors in this house
Don't think twice
Ah but f*ck it pick your brain
It don't feel good
But you do it anyway
And the pickings so good
And bloods thicker than wood
So I work it out
But it ain't a job
And nothing's ever tasted so good
As the throes of childhood
With sleep on the side like frozen fries
The Doors score and bore this house
The floorboards plead and screech at the rout
Do not think twice
Ah but f*ck it pick your brain
It don't feel good
But you do it anyway
This is not college, no
This isn't home
My only hope
Stained, drained, drowned and torn apart
Old days start anew