Текст песни Comfort Food - Efe Oraka

My heart′s at the bottom of this bag of cheeseballs
I hope you pick your phone and return all my calls
'Cause I′m not fine being confined to my walls, oh Lord
My heart's at the bottom of this bag of cheeseballs
I lost my soul to a bowl of chocolate ice cream
I toss and turn at night cause I've got bad dreams
Took way too much of you now I′ve got brain freeze
No please
I lost my soul to a bowl of chocolate ice cream

All I′ve got right now is comfort food
Though it doesn't make me feel too good
I′d rather turn into a couch potato
Than face the fact that we are no more
Comfort food

My lover trashed me out like a can of soda
Oh he spat me out so fast, you'd think that I was throw up
So I drown my soul in the contents of this red cup
So what?
My lover trashed me out like a can of soda

All I′ve got right now is comfort food
Though it doesn't make me feel too good
I′d rather turn into a couch potato
Than face the fact that we are no more
Comfort food

How many pizza boxes do I have to stack?
Before I can get all the time I spent with you back?
How many candy bars do I have to unwrap
To get out of your trap
To break out of your grasp?

All I've got right now is comfort food
Though it doesn't make me feel too good
I′d rather turn into a couch potato
Than face the fact that we are no more
Comfort food

All I got right now, all I got right now
Comfort food
All I got right now, all I got right now
Comfort food

I drink from the bottle just so I can get the taste of your lips off of mine (all I got right now, all I got right now comfort food)
Tried to wash you off me, but your love is spilt red wine (all I got right now, all I got right now comfort food)

My heart′s at the bottom of this bag of cheeseballs
I hope you pick your phone and return all my calls
'Cause I′m not fine being confined to my walls, oh Lord
My heart's at the bottom of this bag of cheeseballs