I had an existential crisis Reading Kafka on the couch Until the edible kicked in Then I forgot what it was all about I find comfort in the silence And in the flicker of my phone Until the battery runs dead And it leaves me with my thoughts alone When I was younger I believed in magic But now I stumble Through all the noise and static I can't remember Quite how it happened Now I've become this Creature of habit Creature of habit Maybe I should drink more water Maybe I should get more sun Maybe I'm dormant for the winter Waiting for spring to come And I may not believe in God But that doesn't mean he isn't real Though I hope I might be wrong It doesn't change the way I feel When I was younger I believed in magic But now I stumble Through all the noise and static I can't remember Quite how it happened Now I've become this Creature of habit This creature of habit