Hedonists, Trysts & Artists

You promise that you're fine
Surrounded by people you don't like
But do you really want to be here?
Is it easy to pretend?
Lying to your parents
And lying to your friends

Just don't lose your head
Don't lose your head

Am I coming on too strong?
Did I read the room wrong?
There's these people in my house
And I don't know what's going on
It started in streets and ended
In the downtown Bristol police department
The hedonists, trysts and artists
Packed into my first apartment

Well Jack made it too but his jaws in another room
And I think that he might die tonight
If we don't get someone soon
And Leah fakes orgasms as a career
But she's finding it hard to sound sincere
When I ask her what she thinks
Of the album i've been working on for years

It's been going on for years

But am I coming on too strong?
Did I read the room wrong?
And these people in my house
Oh do they know what's going on?
It started in streets and ended
With the zoot you kept in the glove compartment
The hedonists, trysts and artists
File back to my first apartment

Well I gotta get back
Gotta get back
Visions goes black
Put your head back
Trying to keep track of how many left in the cigarette pack
It's just another setback
I said I gotta get back
Gotta get back
Making my way through the jet black
Gotta call Jack
Are you rolling another?
Well wait till i'm back
Another Friday night and another setback

Another Friday night and another setback



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Walding
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