A Lush vs. Predator

i feel like apathy's my only defense

cuz if i stopped to care, i'd hit a wall

i'd stop being me and

i'd become someone who's not me at all

unless, the mood, it grabs me

i'll stitch my lips together tight

because there's nothing i want to say

with this whiskey in me tonight.

i'll just paint myself in a corner

and watch with a weighted mind

and you'll have no idea what's going on inside.

i'm taking in the essence

of every unsophisticated gesture

these kids who live by the semester.

and i'll take advantage of every situation that breaks in my favor.

i'll lick my chops and pick my spots for every morsel that i'll savor.

my throat is on fire tonight,

and i'm ready to make some bad decisions.

it's so easy to when i see you

throw out your inhibitions.

we'll regret it in the morning,

but that's too many hours away to care.

let's pretend this never happened,

but still enjoy it like the summer air.

i'll just paint myself in a corner

and watch with a weighted mind

and you'll have no idea what's going on inside.

i'm taking in the essence

of every unsophisticated gesture

these kids who live by the semester.

and i'll take advantage of every situation that breaks in my favor.

i'll pick my spots, and lick my chops at every morsel that i'll savor.

it's too easy sometimes, and that's when i stop myself short.

it's too fucking monotonous when it's just love for sport.

take four shots, and save your thoughts

for some night when you'll truly heed them.

i'll pick my spots, i'll lick my chops

for one of those nights i really need one.