In coffee pains and ritalins, I don't want to sleep the day away. We can lie up on the rooftop, or the earl weakest goal, from your momma's drawer. We've been burning too long, we've been burning too long. Don't want to sleep the night away. From this camping trail, and this camping trail.
Don't fall out, don't fall out into the seeping for a wall like we claim. Cause we've been crawling, baby, since nineteen ninety-seven. From this sanche, in this laugh-ty hell.
We've been burning too long, we've been burning too long. Don't want to sleep my life away. From this borrowed faith, this borrowed faith.
Don't fall out, don't fall out into the seeping for a wall like we claim. Cause we've been crawling, baby, since nineteen ninety-seven. From this sanche, in this laugh-ty hell.
