This is like being born again
Reviving the childish instincts inside my brain
Meeting the people who aren't my friends
But I can't remember a single name

Feeling quite mixed
But the mixer is in the fridge
I'm buying Gin over a sandwich
Inside? outside? take your pick
You know I can't feel the cold
I won't be sick

Hope she's doing fine
Tried to call her on my line
Busy girls have no time
To talk about their busy lives

Peer pressure is a bitch
Can't tell which door is which
Into the wall light switch
And now my key doesn't fit

Come down off of this
I don't know where to begin
Haven't a clue who he is
Just invited himself in

Boxes still in my room
Hardly touched and unlikely soon
None of the pans have been used
No one in here likes to cook
Wake up around two
Make my way to the bathroom
Look a mess. Feel confused
Can't find my other shoe

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Unpacking Boxes song meanings
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