My arms bear weight
Sleeping in the middle of the day
Fit into place
Struggle to stay awake
Flood the basement
Our home in a different state
Horses sleeping
Brother's vacation
In my dreams I'm fighting your frame
I'm on the phone with my old roommates
Climbing up stairs with their pictures on the wall
Black and white feel my body start to fall
Sitting on the ground
Reconcile with what I know now
A child again
Tall trees it all ends
I escape on Digby
Miller hears the door swing
Dirty feeling
Stuck on my old street
In my dreams I'm fighting your frame
I'm on the phone with my old roommates
Climbing up stairs with their pictures on the wall
Black and white feel my body start to fall
Sleeping horses
With my roommates on the phone
I'll flood the basement in our old home
I'm cleaning your face I'm fighting your frame
Hear my family calling my name
Surrender control
How did you know
Wake up confused
You were there too
You were there too
You were there too
You were there too
You were there too
I don't hear a lot of this kind of music, gives me ,loose Sonic Youth vibes. Everything about it is cool, like too cool for school cool. I want to skip class and spray paint an alley with these people. Kyle Zarnoch