The Good Times Are Killing Me - Animal Husbandry

You never had it easier

You never had it easier than this

Still there’s nothing pleasing you

Climb into your bed with your box of tricks

This one feels good

'til it doesn’t

Are you tired of the good times

It’s like everything just happened at once

Wait for the low tide

What if everything that matters is wrong

Stranger things have happened

I call you when we’re not

This one

Is for all the boys back home

This one

Is for all the girls back home

The thickest.

And I was thougt I’d be back home

And the thickest.

And I was happy again