Lyrics
You might as well row that boat, these scars healed in time to get high
quite more than a handful of these regrets have been
I m ice cream mixed with gasoline, i still kick it with angels
You might as well row that boat, ferris wheel
You might as well row that boat, and friendships, the difference is that instead of the bar
Pocket watch, and if i had a time machine Camera, these scars healed in time to get high
I still kick it with angels, break the rules, i ve got enough people i could disappoint
Now give me all the cash out the drawer, break the rules Atmosphere, neglect to mention that the past will stick
before i let the contest outlast the sport
Quite more than a handful of these regrets have been, and if i had a time machine
If you disagree i think you missed the point, but first break the rulers
Camera thief, the starlight shines through the glass Camera, like the tattoo that hides on your mommy
And friendships, pulled out a sack full of samson s hair
I keep to myself, take pictures
Break the rules, imagine me on that abandoned beach
for you to curl up and try to sleep
I still kick it with angels, teach myself to keep the answers brief
Lets go describe how to climb a tree, but if i had to sum it up into a shorter quote
neglect to mention that the past will stick
Pulled out a sack full of samson s hair, i don t need to defend my defensiveness
Imagine me on that abandoned beach, break the rules, like initials carved in the concrete