Sheepwave, Rebecca Anderson - The Assistant Lyrics

There's just no way that you could call this place a lab
The lack of science and the trash raise quite a flag
This junk is proof enough, you're a maniac
It's a disgrace but something keeps me coming back

What a mess I fell into
But in it's own little way
I guess it's nice to be a member

Hey! It's not so bad here
It's not exactly great
I think you've grown attached
If you think that

You must be crazy
And you're a little bit insane
You're blind to reason
I refuse to entertain you anymore

I can't believe
I have to put up with your insecure
And unappealing ways
It's such a cliche

With everyday this place seems less like a lab at all
The couch arithmetic upsets the protocol
It's weird to think that I feel like I belong
But I refuse to let the jokes fly and play along

It's a mess, that's nothing new
But in it's own little way
I guess it's nice to be a part of

See! It's not so bad here
It's not exactly great
Admit you've grown attached
If you think that

You must be crazy
And you're a little bit insane
You're blind to reason
I refuse to entertain you anymore

I can't believe
I have to put up with your insecure
And unappealing ways
But I might as well stay

You're crazy
And you're a little bit insane
You're blind to reason
I refuse to entertain you anymore

I can't believe
I have to put up with your insecure
And unappealing ways
But I kinda like it that way