ziffyclumper - insects Lyrics

Cabinets full of sweet tea and
Bowls with cups that match together
Passionate art softly agrees with the paint and chips that compliment the others

Feels just like home but the chrome is too shiny to be exactly right
The wood's fibers twist and turn in a battle, a war, a vicious fight

I don't trust it, I've never been here, but I have and I laugh it off again
(Something feels wrong)
The ceiling is too low and the insects are not my friends
(It's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong)

The insects are not my friends
I kind of wish they were
Kind of wish they were