Through The Sound Of Crashing Pins Lyrics

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Cover art for Through The Sound Of Crashing Pins lyrics by Kind of Like Spitting

bowling alley conversation, coffee with no free refills. in a whirlwind of what we hate, pins drop and i stare straight. normalizing our friendship means talking about the obvious and hanging out every other week. the PA music made us laugh for a minute and i remember the hole that we were in and i crawled back in it. the video game stole my quarter, so i sat back down and rolled my eyes. i offered to buy you that refill, but i was short a nickel and two dimes. PA music made us laugh for a minute and i remember the hole that we were in and i crawled back in it.