Текст песни I Love Food - Reece Fuller

I'm depressed, yet I'm riddled with glee
I want mac n cheese or something else to that degree
Poutine or a dog on a bun
Sustenance is comforting, summer as the sun
Winter's never done for, I am the one
Always on the run but I'm common as they come
Comedy of fugitive, life is so punitive
Euthanasic suicide, beautify my tombstone

Clog another artery absuing my renewed tone
Life flashed a bit, I been steady healing since
But the smack to my head has me feeling like a synth
Keyed up and drawn out, taken in and squashed down
I need a couple days to give my noggin a rinse
Who's hoggin the absinthe? Not me tonight!
Don't want another repeat of cold sweats and blurry lights
But I don't wanna be mature in life