Hunter Root - Straitlaced Lyrics

I came into class and I was late because I lurk
I sit next to Satan and I copy all his work
We began to get along and he says everyday
All I ever wanted was to join your little game

I'm walking down the hall and I'm feeling kind of sick
I never lit the candle but I'm burning down the wick
I began to lift my feet and move them towards the door
All the people walking and I'm dragging on the floor today

Now everybody's messin' 'round talkin' down gettin' high
Everybody's trading all their virtue for their vice
On my way to seize the day I got guns and knives
Forgot to count my blessings and I'm holding on to strife

Conversation carried on all along he would tell
All about infernal wisdom burning down in hell
Time was passing and I waved I could tell it was late
Satan sat beside me and he copied all my work today

Lets take this over to your place
Or are you still living in your head
Lets take this over to your place
Or are you still living in your head
It's a one two three

Now everybody's messin' 'round talkin' down gettin' high
Everybody's trading all their virtue for their vice
On my way to seize the day I got guns and knives
Forgot to count my blessings and I'm holding on to strife

Conversation carried on all along he would tell
All about infernal wisdom burning down in hell
Time was passing and I waved I could tell it was late
Satan sat beside me and he copied all my work today
Yeah he copied all my work today
Yeah he copied all my work today