Rocking Chair Reality Room - Count Vanilla Lyrics

Vanilla came to me speaking of a simple way
I wasn't listening to all of the simple things
Told me there was happiness in the lines of leaves
But the harder that I looked the less I could see
Giving my desire for more as a gift to the past
Choose what I leave behind so my troubles will pass swiftly

Please don't leave me I am all alone
Vanilla came to me of how he was fond of me
I was fixated on what I was supposed to be
It was quite alarming that he did not exist
Not the count vanilla and nor my supposed if
Giving my desire for more as a gift to the past
Choose what I leave behind so my troubles will pass swiftly