Cocoon

Come on son You better stick up for yourself Before your baby becomes something else Something you don't care about The rotten fruits of your labor The bastardized reflections of your own mistakes here I'm trying To be Likable I guess This time I'll This time I'll say my piece Well every problem that I find Plays out too many times in my mind It's not in my best interest but I obsess I'm a total mess An inebriated wreck Fed the promise That life will start making sense (Three, four) When you wake up You'll be better off You'll be more in love (Da-da da-da-dah) (Da-da da-da-dah) When you wake up You'll be better off You'll be more in love (Da-da da-da-dah) (Da-da da-da-dah) I'm trying To be Likable I guess This time I'll This time I'll say my piece Well every problem that I find Plays out too many times in my mind It's not in my best interest but I obsess I'm a total mess An inebriated wreck Fed the promise That life will start making (Sense)