I've been thinking' bout you
feels like something that I once knew
find me something to do
past and present it always flew

do you think about me
theres a vision that I can't see
I remember sixteen
chest was thumping' now I can't breathe

got me under your thumb
I keep sippin' my brain gets numb
you just tell me i'm dumb
mind keeps slippin'
what have I done

you make me feel so young
makes me realize what i've become
got this taste on my tongue
I keep sippin' my brain gets numb

the lost and the damned

further than this (colors)

Faker

sugar
real good looker
sweeter than cherry pie
im missin u tonight

your water tastes like wine
id stay drunk all the time
thinking that you were mine
I'm missing u tonight

sugar
don't you know that I'm sorry
makes me wanna take my life
im missin u tonight

feeling this way inside
fucked up cause of my pride
made me curl up and cry
im missin u tonight

sugar
wanna make it feel better
guess that ill give it time
im missin u tonight

sugar
don't you know that I need ya
don't you know that you're the one
im missin u tonight

missin u 2

Lyrics:

They see you
Four on the floor
Always thinking that my mind wants
Just a little more
Always thinking comparisons 
Other body forms
Hold your own and fuck the tie downs
Of fuck them all
Born to lose hope
Of a 
Of a great resolve 
We’ve fallen a thousand miles
And somehow stick the fall

Stirring up the sorrow 
I hope that you make it home
Rubble toe stubbing
Of what was in the form of road
I hope of no more demise
Once everything’s set in stone
Get the fuck back Russia
Putins too fucking old

They see you
Four on the floor
Always thinking that my mind wants
Just a little more
Always thinking comparisons 
Other body forms
Hold your own and fuck the tie downs
Of fuck them all
Born to lose hope
Of a 
Of a great resolve 
We’ve fallen a thousand miles
And somehow stick the fall

Four on the Floor

Took 4 years to make this bitch ugh. Enjoy uwu

Beraysheet

Lyrics:
See the future for the first time in a long time
Sons waving down from the low-flying planes

Casting shadows through my window
Tiny island floating past
Watched you in the back seat drifting
Your tomorrow moving fast

Red-letter day, count and wave from the road
Two stacks of magazines, the backwind takes me home

Casting shadows through my window
Tiny island floating past
Watched you in the back seat drifting
Your tomorrow moving fast

And pretend everything's alright

See the future for the first time in a long time

bird

3:00am

Oh no
suns comin out again
Give you my last cigarette
Head to station
Same old location

You sleep out in the street
Resting your feet 
On the dash
With the seat leaning back
But Not me 
I’m all out of sleep
I just cannot seem to relax 
Open up a new pack
And I think of the past 
Unlike you

Suns goin down again
Me and my friend
And he just don't give a damn
So we do it again

And we dream
Out in the street
Just wanna leave
Don't look back
Or care what we pack
Just leave
Places we'll see
Faces we'll meet 
On the path
And not think of past

me and my friend

sunday driver

indie rock music from las vegas, cameron beck + friends

sunday driver

Mutual

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