Dirty jeans and holey t-shirts

Dirty kids getting what we deserve

Say that you're angry but I think you’re just sad

We're all turning into our pissed off dads

And now we only have ourselves to blame

No one's gonna take it’s place, we're on our own now

Familiar face

I'm surrounded by your dirty plates and a misplaced sense of rage

You ran your fingers through my tangled hair and we got high

We reflected for the first time in a long time

I'm in my twenties now, I'm never moving out

I'm sitting stagnant, your fucking letdown

And now we only have ourselves

We rise we fall we shatter to the ground

We watch in awe, can you can that you're okay?

I've been patiently waiting for you to dropout or rebound

Project distorted images of self

I’m dried out, I’ve got nothing to stand on

And I'm not anywhere I ever thought I’d be