[Verse 1] The trees, out the window, are hanging low Might be the alcohol The smoke in our head is exceptional We're professionals, we don't care at all We're so stubborn, yeah, yeah, yeah Show me all your texts real fa.. Read »

Pulled Into The Parking Lot, Parked It Zipped Up My Parka, Joined The Procession Of Marchers In My Head Like, Is This Awkward, Should I Even Be Here Marching? Thinking If They Can't, How Can I Breathe? Thinking That They.. Read »