Lyrics

I washed it off I'm coming down to 19 again Telling myself I should see it better Do I miss you yet? Do I miss everything else? I miss that place I miss myself And I'm still there On the pavement savoring familiar clouds Telling myself that it's time to get out Fell off my bike again It's so embarrassing how much I want to call you now
Writer(s): Noah Henry Weinman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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