I'm in your creek with bricks for feet
A dirty teen dream too perfect for me
Two years crashed on a dead end street
My heart needs a jump, can we add some more beat?

Thank you, Sean, maybe that's what I needed all along
Headphones drenched by the sun and the song
Soaking wild with the wet of forever gone
Sleeping off the shame in the back of a car
I won't say shit 'til I hear a guitar

Fuck, that's good
If the speakers spill blood, I'll drown in that flood
This stupid ice age was getting really old
Somehow we all got use to the cold
One night stands, the exploding glands
Keeping warm together by the sweat of our hands

There's better babes on the way
And shots of tap from a bottle labeled holy

There were three cheers, then three thousand more
A kiss in the corner, a fall to the floor
Fourth of July, the day that you died
Strangled by love under exploding sky

Shooting off blanks at the shine of a star
I won't say shit 'til I hear some guitar

Eating eternal shit
I'm like a big wet ocean
Just waiting for anyone to come in


Lyrics submitted by BleedorBreathe

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