// fumes //

bloodshot eyes from neon lights
sunburnt skin from what we called paradise
we don't sleep
stay up all night
crash and burn until we see morning light
if we're so young, why don't i feel more free
if we're so young, where is the make believe
we're all running on fumes

driving so recklessly
trying too hard to be an eighties pop dream
i wish i could breathe without slowing down
i wish i could see before i hit the ground
if we're so young, why don't i feel more free
if we're so young, were is the make believe
we're all running on fumes

Fumes

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