Bashful Creatures

Bashful creatures; the kids don’t care at all
Bashful creatures; ratchet face and all
Oh, bashful creatures; I don’t give a shit
Bashful creatures drown themselves in it
I do not care who you are or the company you keep
Overall lack of concern with who sleeps in your sheets
Drink up to save mind of who you can’t be
Tucked-in tank tops so you look more like me
You crawl in at dawn
Yes, you crawl in to mourn
Yes you crawl
Oh, bashful creatures; I don’t give a fuck
Oh bashful creatures; running out of luck
I do not care who you are, I don’t care what you wear
I do not care who you are, I don’t care who you scare
Don’t try to fight it anymore
Don’t try to fight it anymore
Don’t try to fight it anymore
Don’t try to fight it anymore
Don’t try to fight it anymore
Don’t try to fight it anymore
Don’t try to fight it anymore
Don’t try to fight it anymore