We live in a comfortable myth

We live in a comfortable myth

We live in a comfortable myth

Repeat

I get too comfortable
Getting lost inside my mind
The whole place keeps looking for me
We live in a comfortable myth

Solo

Pack my things and ride down whatever way is most painful
Pack my things and ride down wherever is most comfortable

Repeat

I want to make myself, comfortable
I want to make myself, comfortable
I want to make myself, comfortable
I want to make myself, comfortable

Repeat

Your eyes look through me to you
But I can see into you
Sometimes love can be a comfortable home
I used to run up in the bar

Solo

I make you comfortable
You make me comfortable

Repeat

I want to make myself, comfortable
I want to make myself, comfortable
I want to make myself, comfortable
I want to make myself, comfortable

Repeat

I am comfortable where I am
In a way this far from home

Repeat

I want to make myself, comfortable
I want to make myself, comfortable
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