"Appetite" lyrics

"Appetite"

I've been out and I've been drinking, why am I always thinking
'Bout things that really matter, like twin towers and satellites?
Everyone I know got older, told my drunk ass to get sober
Settle down and have some kids, be content with all of it

What if I don't want children to grow up like their father?
Willing to stir shit up and start a fight, give themself up an appetite

Why am I in Northwest Arkansas?
Playing shows to those who don't care at all
With my money bloody, and my belt so tight
I work myself up an appetite

I've been out and I've been drinking, cutting up my life in sections
I say I gotta act my age, shut the fuck up and get on stage
Together I pack my bags quickly, toothbrush, combs, and my dogs with me
Strong enough to handle this, fame and other corny shit

'Cause what if I don't want children to grow up like their father?
Willing to stir shit up and start a fight, give themself up an appetite

Why am I in Northwest Arkansas?
Playing shows to those who don't care at all
With my money bloody, and my belt so tight
I work myself up an appetite
Now, I work myself up an appetite

What if I don't want children to grow up like their father?
Willing to stir shit up and start a fight, give themself up an appetite


Writer(s): Zachary Lane Bryan
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