I've got a hunger
Twisting my stomach into knots
That my tongue has tied off
My brains repeating
If you've got an impulse let it out
But they never make it past my mouth
Bap ba, Bop ba
This is the sound of settling
Bop ba, bob pa
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verse 2
Our youth is fleeting,
Old age is just around the bend.
And I can't wait to go gray.
And I'll sit and wonder
Of every love that could've been.
If I'd only thought of something charming to say.
Chorus(x4)
I've got a hunger
Twisting my stomach into knots