Something To Do

You say you don't even like cigarettes
They just give you something to do
A way to escape from inside your head
They're just something that gets you through
And you say you don't even like your friends
You say they're all fake
They're bullshit
And you go out with them once again
Guess they're something, something to do

Ooooh
Ooooh
And I don't even like you
Ooooh
Ooooh
You're just something
Something to do

I don't like how much I complain
It just gives me something to do
Wake up expecting something to change
Guess I'm stuck in my ways too
Like spending more than I have
On shit I know doesn't matter
What's being said behind my back
Getting lost in the chatter
I don't like it
I'll admit it
But it gives me something to do

Ooooh
Ooooh
And you don't even like me too
Ooooh
Ooooh
I'm just something
Something to do

We're just creatures of habit
Cut from the same cloth
But the noise from the static
Is better than not having anything to listen to
At least it gives us something to do
Something to do

Ooooh
Ooooh
And I don't even like you
Ooooh
Ooooh
You're just something, something to do
Ooooh
Ooooh
And you don't even like me too
Ooooh
Ooooh
I'm just something
Something to do
We're just something
Something to do



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Pacheco
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