Don’t wanna be the one
Out of breath before it ends
Don’t wanna be the one
To feel so alien
I’ve been thinking back
The summer that we never had
We loaded guns
Taking no shots at all
Cancelled all my plans
Stuck in my room and
Can’t seem to come out
Last year I was gone
This year, ready for fun
What’s it all about?
Don’t send for us
My messages too full
Checking on our temperature
Connection feel so cold
Caught between the tracks
You feel like running from the pack
A loaded gun
Getting no shots at all
So what you wanna do?
We could go right now
World’s been upside down
But we’ll live somehow
I could use some more
Since I lost my hands
We don’t wear no crowns
Heaven knows we’re proud
Hold my phone
Heard no friends called
Crossed nothing off my list
Done took a few falls
Been on my own all summer
4 on the floor no drummer
When I go to work
Hello plastic world
Couldn’t pull strings
So I make due with a guitar
Make my voice sound money machine
Dirty my amps, vision so clean
Visine, no splatter boy
Grungy, lil classy boy
John Wayne, I’m your Patrick boy
Let’s make a new classic boy
Ring my doorbell if you don’t know what I’m bout
Head in the clouds
No soft landing when I come down
Touch base, touch ground
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