Text: Spraynard. Ah Gun.

This seems so sad, so disjointed, so broken beyond repair
So here's to looking back, looking back to when we were so young and scared (scared to become like this)
Finding comfort in bottles while we were out of step
Now everyone I know walks in time

Changes seem harder the more I age and the more I stay the same
Maybe everyone is thinking the same thing and I'm the one in a different place

Changes seem harder the more I age and the more I stay the same
Maybe everyone is thinking the same thing and I'm the one in a different place