#we were kids in the car having lighthearted arguments we don’t know what’s there til it’s gone

[a-nice-egg-offering]

Sometimes I will pretend that the twins are soft just as a little treat

[letterbite]

I see you on the weekend Dancing like a star You've practiced your lines To convince us you're fine But I know that's not where you are

We were kids in the car Having lighthearted arguments We don't know what's there 'til it's gone

Just hear me out And you might understand We're made up of the same blood

Throw me in the deep end I'm ready now to swim

[blessedwithnothing]

We were kids in the car Having lighthearted arguments We don't know what's there 'til it's gone