Comfortable from Sitting by Spencer Kilpatrick

Yeah, I’m seeing ghosts out here
Doing 90 to the ocean air
Headed West, leave the desert right behind me

Headlights glare like denizens
Of small towns who like small-talkin
‘Sterra plant stays buckled in beside me

I roll my eyes at brake lights
I roll my ankles when I’m loose
I roll through every stop sign
I get too comfortable

Heavy on the pedal, turning pages, shifting gears
Sifting through the bottles while I steer
Eyes been playing tricks on me, pretending I don’t care
I’ve been stealing time just like I’m reeling in the years

I roll my eyes at brake lights
I roll my ankles when I’m loose
I roll through every stop sign
I get too comfortable

I roll my eyes at brake lights
I roll my ankles when I’m loose
I roll through every stop sign
I get too comfortable

I get too comfortable
I take it easy
Don’t worry about too much beside myself

I get too comfortable
I take it easy
Don’t worry about too much beside myself

I get too uh huh
I get too now, now
I get…

• Acoustic
• Rock
• Soul
• garage
• lofi
• rock and roll
• Big Water