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Should I let the words flow from my mouth right down your street
While you're still home, I hope you'll hear me
Cause if I feel this low again I'll scrape the deep end
But maybe then I'll stop pretending
Yeah, maybe then I'll stop pretending
That things just felt so cancerous for a while
I'm in the in-between
Like new buffalo and oak street
I hope the thought of me keeps you away from the beach
Cause I don't care if you can't sleep
No, I don't care if you can't sleep
Don't think I care if you can't sleep
Stay away from the lake
Cause if you see me I'll be skipping memories I swore I'd keep with me
In constant hopes that they'll erode just like the glass we'd take home
Left to rot in a window well
They're left to rot in your window well
Some things just felt so cancerous for a while
I'm in the in-between
Like new buffalo and oak street
I hope the thought of me keeps you away from the beach
Cause I don't care if you can't sleep
No, I don't care if you can't sleep
When I close my eyes
I feel your summer skin
It pulls me apart and rips me open
When I close my eyes
I feel the warmth of the sun
It takes me back where I was where my youth was stolen
- Álbum:
- Copacetic
- While I Stay Secluded
- The Weight That You Buried (EP)
- Disdain
- True Contrite
- Music for Boobies
- 2016 Warped Tour Compilation
- Acoustics
- Oak Street 7"
- Oak Street
- Oak Street - Single
- Split
- Tour Split
- 2015 Warped Tour Compilation
- Warped Tour 2015
- The Weight That You Buried
- Punk Goes Pop, Vol. 6
- Punk Goes Pop 6
- Punk Goes Pop, Volume 6
- UK 2014 Sampler