Welcome back today's been a disaster

Repairing myself from a difficult morning after

Whitestone waves hello as I drive past it

I'm talking aloud and alone in a Ford Fiesta casket

Hold on to those nights in New York City

A bottle of wine and a few debates were all I had in me

Every street I yell down holds me to its standards

How come it sounds nice when no one answers?

It feels sincere

How often I can disappear

So I rely

On shutting down when I arrive

Swollen eyes

High at night

Uninspired

So it's not as bad as it seemed at 18

But the memories greet me in my worst dreams

I'll go home slow

Please don't follow

It feels sincere

How often I can disappear

So I rely

On shutting down when I arrive

Swollen eyes

High at night

Uninspired

Fade out