Lyrics The Lost Kid Office - The Bear Quartet

There's no straight story no
Comfort no mean spirit here
It's all cut and glue

Out of habit
We degraded ourselves
Old habit oh habit
Go away

Let's go out
Let's walk somewhere
Where nothing is
Or feels stale

It doesn't run
As much as it grows
In our family
In our sad line

Waiting for you
Our demise will spread
More warmth than our
Entire lives

Goodbye woods
Streets and friends
Neighborhoods
Good bye everything that made us ill

Were ok