Tekster: Riverboat Gamblers. Underneath The Owl. Steer Clear.

I should just stay in, stay away from them
Constantly peacocking, flocking around porches smoking thins
Fashion victims and their new boyfriends
Steady cleaning jaws and talking daddy needs his medicine

Yeahh

Red eyed reptiles, smiling coke smiles, wearing dumb styles
Holding hands into the bathroom

Can we please leave soon?
Pretty people, awful to talk to
Downtown...I shouldn't go

I should steer clear, from the punishers out here
In their new gear
Keep my head down
Why come here, If I don't wanna be around
Why come here?
Why come?

I'm so so so so so so so indecisive
I'm making compromises
If I just stay in, I'm alone again
If I go out what's the chances I see you and him
Do we feel unfulfilled

I should steer clear, from the punishers out here
In their new gear
Keep my head down
Why come here, If I don't wanna be around
Why come here?
Why come?

It's human function to socialize...right?