[Verse 1]
Gods inside and the worlds the size of that living room
From the porch, the skies they turn opposite of you
You woke up with you shoes on and your head full of soup
It's hard enough to get up and find a way to stir that spoon
[Chorus]
Cause' the less you move the more you used to nothing else to do
And there's times you use the hurt inside to find a new excuse
You explain why you don't call, your hearts got freezer burn
You wanna be alone but you get so bored you lose all your concerns
[Verse 2]
So you sing some more and you haven't changed your clothes
Your neighbor went insane
Waiting in the grocery lines like standing in the rain
And all your parents they've grown grey hairs
And been put on lay-away
Bout' a capital ?, he sleeps in, takes his seventh day
[Chorus]
So you look up at Orion's gut and you wonder just how soon
Till' those stars rust and his belt combusts
And the sky falls down on you
Well you can be the kind that finds justice by
Searching a place of blame
Or you could see it's your foot that keeps stepping on the rake
[Verse 3]
There's gods inside and the worlds the size of that living room
From the porch, the skies they turn opposite of you
You woke up with you shoes on and your head full of soup
It's hard enough to get up and find a way to stir that spoon
It's hard enough to get up and find a way to stir that spoon
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