I had an existential crisis
Reading Kafka on the couch
Until the edible kicked in
Then I forgot what it was all about
I find comfort in the silence
And in the flicker of my phone
Until the battery runs dead
And it leaves me with my thoughts alone
When I was younger

I believed in magic
But now I stumble
Through all the noise and static
I can't remember
Quite how it happened
Now I've become this
Creature of habit
Creature of habit

Maybe I should drink more water
Maybe I should get more Sun
Maybe I'm dormant for the winter
Waiting for spring to come
And I may not believe in God
But that doesn't mean he isn't real
Though I hope I might be wrong
It doesn't change the way I feel
When I was younger

I believed in magic
But now I stumble
Through all the noise and static
I can't remember
Quite how it happened
Now I've become this
Creature of habit
This creature of habit