"Pure Bliss Choices" lyrics - LITTLE BIG LEAGUE

Something weird keeps dripping from the ceiling in the kitchen
It looks like blood or AC rust, it's hard to tell

Hell, you're not really all there
Just keep running on pure bliss choices
It's the last time to do it

Mutant fishtown neighbor seems to be screaming about some overgrown tree in the backyard
Squirrels are fucking in my ceiling
And I keep having restaurant dreams where too many people come in

But you're not really all there
Just keeping running on pure bliss choices

What can I say? I've got a love for the game and bad taste in active adult living
And I'm all heart
I'll waste this prime life real estate the way I want and go and see that giant VA cigarette

You're not really all there
You're not really all there
Just keep running, and it runs out baby so speed up
And just keep on choosing pure bliss the whole way