Comfort Zone

Henry Hall

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    See you on your own
    Well, kind of on your own
    Everything is ruined
    Well, a couple things are ruined

    Can't be quite so bad
    You're not an 1890s irish lad

    Comfort zone is comfortable
    So I won't push you angel, angel
    Comfort zone is where you've grown
    So I won't push you angel, angel

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    Tell me why, again
    You're not a real man?
    You seem that way to me
    Without a law degree

    Can't be quite so bad
    You're not an 1890s irish lad

    Comfort zone is comfortable
    So I won't push you angel, angel
    Comfort zone is where you've grown
    So I won't push you angel, angel

    Stop complaining, stop rewinding
    Stop confiding, you are fine
    Everybody wants you, needs you
    Holds you, sees you, all that shit so
    Fuck off
    This is not
    Old-timey ireland

    Comfort zone is comfortable
    So I won't push you angel, angel
    Comfort zone is where you've grown
    So I won't push you angel, angel

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    Composition: Henry Hall

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