5quill - Curious George Lyrics

Yeah, I was full of bad habits, now I eat cabbage I went to look around, it seems like everyone is static
It's like everything is plastic
A lot of gossip circles, they just make it all dramatic
It's quite cinematic, it's really pretty tragic

I would talk to you, it's just way too much baggage
I come from out Detroit, this is not B-Rabbit I'm from eight miles north, where they might own a horse
But I can make it jump like I'm Curious George
And I can make it pop like the night of the fourth

I just finished up my course, now it's time to open doors
Don't talk about my life, I don't talk about yours
Have a house on the lake, and a place on the shore
I'd rather be a bum than be a corporate whore
I am twisted in the head, don't know what I'm here for

It's a blessing and a curse that I never had chores oh f*ck, good lord
Not sure what I'm here for but I'm hungry, I deserve hors d'oeuvres
I got steak on my plate, but let me get some shrimp first

Mom, where the hell's the dessert
I want cookies, now
I'm already pretty tall, but I'm working on my second growth spurt
I'ma put em in the dirt
So I head out for a run, like look at me, bitch I feel great

And then I beat around the bush, and anxiety kicks me in the face
Goddamnit not today
I've been working on myself like a saint, it just doesn't go away
You can't do all of that work and then settle and just stay the same
Boy, you have to be great

Okay, let's pump the brakes, I was sitting on the bench
Now I need first place, I don't know about fate, I'm tryna find home base
How can I feel like shit, and then I feel like Drake
I try to be healthy, I end the day with cake

Well, you shouldn't get so baked
Why does settling down kinda seem like a waste
How does having a job just feel like a disgrace
Cause you have to be great

Man, I hear that shit often, they throw me advice
That's awesome, I toss it
My shell is too hard, but it's starting to soften
This ego's exhausting, I proceed with caution

These dudes that I know were just praying I lost it
Damn, all of the flaunting and all of this wanting
Man, life can seem daunting, society's haunting
We search for belonging and seek out our callings

Shit, you thought I'd graduate and I'd shake a bunch of hands
Damn, I don't understand, you must've never met the man
One thing is for sure, man, I need to go explore
I'm a curious boy, I feel like Curious George