Letra de Admit

I admit that I stayed in the nest for too long
At least I never really fell out of it
We came home and we sat upon the couch
And turned off until we began to enjoy it
Well
We watched the room all apart around us
Dust up in the corners
Heads sewn to co-dependence
Oliver Sacks sitting on a stack of books in the kitchen
Our cats are watching law in order
Someone told me in a dream I had
That "Love, sans
Maturity, is suicidal tendency."
So sick of the feel of this shit
It's a bottomless pit
And you're  never gonna climb out of it
But we did
Well
We did well not to listen I thought
To listen