bad taste

Careful watch the winds don't change
If i were you i wouldn't pull that face
Left the whole room choking on a bad taste
It's growing like mould on a window frame

Sitting in my glass home chucking sticks and stones
I'm not tryna play fetch just give the dog a bone
Cos you never play fair so just leave me alone
Im at the bottom of the stairs with my 99 cone

Careful watch the winds don't change
If i were you i wouldn't pull that face
Left the whole room choking on a bad taste
It's growing like mould on a window frame

Careful watch the winds don't change
Never used to listen now i'm stuck with this face
Doing these things knowing they wouldn't do the same and
They all point at me cos i'm easy to blame

Stared at the spot too long the walls have started moving
Picked at my spot too long it's blood that i'm losing
Losing it inside this stand still traffic
It might not go my way but i'll still die laughing
I can see it in your eyes that you're shit out of luck
So you grabbed the closest rabbit and you cut off his foot
No tears of a clown , no tongue in cheek
If it's not you it's me and we all gotta eat
I am the type to care just gotta think before i speak
Take it with a pinch of salt every time you act sweet
Keep you at an arms length ye just outta reach
Swear talking to you is like trying to make a stone bleed
I'd rather watch paint dry
Choke at the same time
Pull all my teeth out
Then fall out the tree house

Land flat on my back
Guess i'm nothing like a cat
So you can put the strings away
Cos i'm far from attached