But it would remind us of when nothing really [?]
Out of student loans and building forts we all would take the latter

I wish I found some better sounds
That no one’s ever heard,
I wish I had a better voice
That sang some better words.
I wish I’d found some chords
ㅤin an order that is new
I wish I didn’t have to rhyme
ㅤeverytime I sang,
[identify:
I wish that I could surprise you
When the drum comes in
But that would be like trying
ㅤto surprise you with my sin]
Sometimes a certain smell will take me back
ㅤto when I was young.
How come I’m not never able to identify
Where it’s coming from?
I’d make a candle out of it,
If I ever found it, try to sell it
Never sell out of it I’d prob, ab, ly sell one
To my brother because we have the same nose
Same clothes, same road, and grow up in the
ㅤsame Home. … as the story goes…