Walking around at night Fighting my appetite Every kid in cut-offs could be you
Remember when we used to meet At the bottom of Mobile Street Do what the broken people do
Are you still taking notes? The Holy Ghost could get inside you You do whatever you put your mind to Will you read me what you wrote? When we were locked outside the building Over-encouraged only children
Cold coffee on the fire escape We bet it all on a demo tape When we still had something left to steal
Remember when we took too much To get a little of the human touch Hand to mouth and reel to reel
And are you still taking notes? Hydrocodone in your backpack Maybe these words will hold the beast back Will you read me what you wrote? The one I said you stole from Dylan Over-encouraged only children
"Heaven's wasted on the dead" That's what your mama said And the hearse was idling in the parking lot She said you thought the world of me And you were glad to see They finally let me be an astronaut
Are you still taking notes? Do you have anyone to talk to? Castle walls that you can walk through? Do the dead believe in ghosts? Or are you lost in some old building With over-encouraged only children?
Compositor: Michael Jason Isbell (BMI)Editor: Southeastern Publishing LLCAdministração: Downtown Dmp Songs (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #25097307 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM