Spit it out and back down
Fixed eyes staring at the ground
Most of what I did was alright
But it still keeps me up at night
The sting of your sweat is still in my eyes
Just took me some time to realise
Most of what you did was alright
Does it still keeps you up at night?
Do I believe in the sum of the age?
Fingers in lock while you're turning the page
Ten years is like fifty-five
But that hour was a fraction of mine
Keeping that all locked tight
Was burning me up inside
Do you believe in the sum of your age?
Have you figured it out yet?
I want all that stupid old shit
I want all that stupid old shit
I want all that stupid old shit
Like letters and sodas
I want all that stupid old shit
