Из альбома: LP3
Held together by leather and cracked paint
Monuments to all our mistakes
The likely plot jitters as its writing you out
Still you’re dancing upside down
We were outside
Maybe late July
Spilling rent on a place I couldn’t stay
We were outside
Maybe out of our minds
Learning new names for all
Don’t worry
We’ll give it time
Wait around until we’re someone else
I have lived here long enough to watch specters and dust form
I have lived here long enough to feel the volume turning up Don’t worry
We’ll give it time
Wait around until we’re someone else