What did we forget on those dark streets? Are we powerless against our youth escaping? Your tape still plays: “This Changes Everything.” We’re still scared but we’re also patient. I am still a wreck. We connect in separate places. Tonight I feel just fine. I feel like a 2.5 and I would never trade this time for anything else. So cut our hair, we’ll leave it behind for someone else to find.
Lyrics submitted by goloktopus