Arm's Length Away

I live in third wave world

A new way of doing things

Electric motocross

Limited this and that

 

With all of our senses on

All of our senses on

 

I don’t miss old days

Sweet perfume and wicked games

If I tried to call back

You know it wouldn’t be the same

 

With all of our senses on

All of our senses on

 

It’s only an arm’s length away

 

I ain’t nostalgic

But sometimes I take a dip and think

What if we weren’t here

Hell I’d be on the fuckin brink

 

With all of our senses on

All of our senses on

 

It’s only an arm’s length away

 

I moved to a small town

I got there and I looked around

How did I get here

Well I don’t mind at all