The Lost Kid Office Lyrics

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 out family, in our sad line

Waiting for you
our demise will spread
more warmth than our entire lives
Goodbye woods,
streets and friends,
neighborhoods,
everything that made us ill
We're OK