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Carrot Habit

by Michael Benitez

AI-generated Funk song · 4:22 · 1 plays · 1 likes

Lyrics

Verse 1
He woke up mean for carrots
Orange stains on his shirt
Crack of dawn in the kitchen
Digging deep in the dirt

He said, "Just one more bite now"
But his eyes went wild and red
Left a bag by the front door
And forgot his woman in bed

Pre-Chorus
She said, "Baby, come home"
He said, "I can't, not yet"
With the crunch in his teeth
And the taste of regret

Chorus
Too many carrots
Too many carrots
They took his hands, took his home
Too many carrots
Too many carrots
Now he's all alone

Verse 2
He sold his watch on Monday
For a sack and a grin
Missed his brother's wedding
Didn't even step in

The landlord came with papers
He just chewed and stared
By the time the door shut on him
He was sitting there, bare

Pre-Chorus
She said, "Baby, come home"
He said, "I can't, not yet"
With the crunch in his teeth
And the taste of regret

Chorus
Too many carrots
Too many carrots
They took his hands, took his home
Too many carrots
Too many carrots
Now he's all alone

Bridge
His mother stopped calling
His dog stopped at the gate
The room got cold and hollow
And the juice ran late

He saw his own reflection
Thin face, broken sleep
With a jaw full of trouble
And a life buried deep

Chorus
Too many carrots
Too many carrots
They took his hands, took his home
Too many carrots
Too many carrots
Now he's all alone

Outro
One more bite
Then another
Lost his love
Lost his mother

Too many carrots
Too many carrots
All gone cold
All gone under

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