Creatures of Habit Songtext

its always that one time, the worse was so much bigger than the better
idle minds wasted on running water that wont flow, just fall.
a peace of mind removed, we accept only the things we think we deserve
the two headed fighting ourselves for food in the back of the minnows throats, searching for length
chiggers, wretched things, phones that work one way,
chiggers, wretched things, all front, no back,
stay burning, stay crossed, stay straight, fight harder
i'm no saint, but please, if you know speak
cant get out, only in
how can i teach?