Text: Steriogram. This Is Not the Target Market. Karekare.

Oceanside
free to ride
people leaving town to feel alive
find their own way down
blow the roof off honey, feel the back draft baby
I feel like good times are on the way.
Be my other, my friend
the one thats till the end
never will i have to see you go
be my end
the one then i wont stand alone

one more day
and one more time
one more breath for peace of mind
so take me back
one old love, win or lose
i wanna find a peace with you
i want it all
it went away i wanna find it, a way to take me back.