Hanging Around

Rains keep coming, I keep running outside

It seems fun and I ain't dumb enough to try right

Can't stop calling

Catch me cause I'm falling

Friendly but I'm finding

Everything appalling

Lie into the night

It's alright

Lie into the night

I know it's not right

The questions keep coming, crisis of conscience cross eyed

Cornering the market, covering the spark that won't fly

All the warm bread

And all my best friends

All your wants wasted

On all the loose ends

Lie into the night

It's alright

Lie into the night

I know it's not right

We all get hungry hanging round a right now

The taste ain't bitter but I can do better than the next noun

Find a distraction

Attracted without traction

Distance in the difference

Fuckin' up my fractions