Spencer.
1/15
Ridin round without rubbers
Rims turnin on metal
Sparks flyin at midnight

Everything’ll get re-run

I dreamt I slept all day

And the world was for the two of us
And that was enough, for the two of us

And I ran
Just happy
Me, happy
Imagine that


Bics got whiter but all lighters get lost
Ignore my curses
Bring in the hearses
Fill up the churches

I slept all day
I woke with this pain
And I ran
And I ran