It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes

Would you wanna hang out some time To see if dreams maybe align Feels like our rhythms could be rh… And these voices might harmonize

You say this I say that We are caught in a rat trap Take a breath Step it back

We were formed In relation To this world Our creation

Give me... A campfire, Smokes, And a bottle of rum; I’ll regale you all night long.

Never gonna be The cover of Glamour That sure doesn’t mean I’m not still enamored With your energy

I thought that she Could be the one I thought that we Were having fun And then I spoke

Mom and Dad don’t love you They’re already tuned To their own sweet song Fireflies in June You are just an extra

Always late Mostly great That’s just how we roll. Got minute For a hit

I feel like I could be the swan That you have set your sights upon I’ll give my all to reach the Sun And won’t stop ‘til our hearts are…

I embrace your wild side And all that it entails Presence, passion, overkill And dirt beneath my nails

I knew I loved you When I looked in your eyes Recollection of places Not seen in a while Bright, sunny, and free

Old school Playing a groove of the used to Small few Hailed by hipsters and still cool Lo-fi

My parents threw me to the pits When I was just a little kid That’s why I only know the cold And loving touch is stranglehold

Not growing, dying That’s just simple facts Take a look at plants Nature’s info packs