[Verse 1: Nick Allbrook]
White dreads
Get my blood pumping
These tummy tablets got me breaking in two
Big drops
Make me feel like jumping
Into the laps of the privileged few
It's become a habit
A predilection
Inventing endless tides of fiction
[Chorus: Nick Allbrook]
No
I feel so low
I should've learned by now to keep my expectations
Low
[Verse 2: Nick Allbrook]
Haunted by a child brittle as paper
And now my future
Is just a vapor
Writ in such cruel detail
I guess I shouldn't let my train derail
It's become a habit
A predilection
White dreads
Get my blood pumping
These tummy tablets got me breaking in two
Big drops
Make me feel like jumping
Into the laps of the privileged few
It's become a habit
A predilection
Inventing endless tides of fiction
[Chorus: Nick Allbrook]
No
I feel so low
I should've learned by now to keep my expectations
Low
[Verse 2: Nick Allbrook]
Haunted by a child brittle as paper
And now my future
Is just a vapor
Writ in such cruel detail
I guess I shouldn't let my train derail
It's become a habit
A predilection
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