Come on now, nothing really changes. Growing up is learning how to fake it. Trees turn red, another season passes. Fuck nostalgia and its rosie lenses. And I lost my mind balancing on fences, and I lost my mind waiting for you to come to your senses. Shelter, I'm always looking for but never seem to find cuz you always know where I'm hiding, but we built something here and that's pretty rare. Ritualistic wasting away, I'm just mumbling into space. And I recognize the way I waste my time, because nothing lasts forever, so let's stop making sense til we cease to exist because it's all just a frame of mind.
released June 30, 2017
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