Letra de I was a teenage hand model

Cozied up to the toilet
face stuck to the floor
i met expectations that i was tryin to ignore
job had such patience
i wonder, what's that like?
one hundred thousand million
but i hearthat's what you like
so i was thinkin
so these cities are sprouting
like a spit in the eye
and this world isn't waiting
it's just passing me by
i just peak in the window
lookin inside
the butcher's got a fork in your face
i'm standing alive
and i was singin