lyrics

pink purse
i swear i never meant to make your feelings hurt
i swear ill sail the seven seas if i could make it work
im really glad you look your best today, i feel the worst

just tell me youre still in it in it
try to grab ahold of my heart i cant feel it
you said that its sounding like art
but you dont understand it
and neither do i
but when youre laughing and look at me its the fourth of july
so thats the best thing that i could ever look at its so
my hands trembling and my body shaking out of controol
its something well understand when were old
can you help me open up the door im tryna get out of the cold

I’m pulling up it’s warmer inside the car
take this drive with me and stare at the stars
the man i used to be i left his ass at the bar
going through these changes it feels new to me
like who are we?
21 years old the world feels new to me
talking bout the things i did it feels like yo ass is shooting me
you killed that part of me
blank slate i don’t even know who to be
just show me a sign that you’re really there
just show me a sign that you really care
talking about my memories like you were really there
like are you aware of what this shit really feels like
i was scared to fall asleep without the glock nine
baby come a little closer every nights a cold night
don’t know how long it takes to find us but we’ll find it on our own time
find it on our own time

it could be worse i could be layin in the hospital
or laying in the dirt with all my family and my friends gone
it could be 10 times worse but i don’t recognize a thing
think they could tell that it hurt
when i lost you i went to sleep
cuz if im sleepin theres a chance that i could see you still
if im dreamin theres a chance that i could feel it still
might be walkin in a trap but i dont even care
i would rather see what happens when i get there
i miss your attitude and somehow that cold stare
gimme bad news but you fix with no hardware
well i hate to be the bearer of bad news
but i cant fix this i think that we met our doom
i can see the floor give out beneath our feet as we speak now
rocks fall from the ceiling bury me into the ground
cant tell if your kidding but your fillin me with doubt
and i hate how it sounds
i hate the sound of your car starting up to leave
i cant make these thoughts leave i wish that you could see
wish that you could see everything that i had done in thought of you and me

just tell me youre still in it in it
try to grab ahold of my heart i cant feel it
you said that its sounding like art
but you dont understand it
and neither do i
but when youre laughing and look at me its the fourth of july

still in it w/ kiddamo & brecken (p. under the maple tree)

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