Do you remember when you let the knife go down? I was headless on the bathroom floor with my hands out. I think I'm sinking again. I tried to write it out, but I was so pissed off that it didn't make sense. I wanna reach out, but I don't know how. I think I'd talk to you, i've been thinking too much, been thinking too much. Sometimes I just miss my old friends. Now Reece is a mechanic. Thinking of the things I'd say to him, breathing hotbox smoke from the backseat of a minivan. Out of the city, now do you miss me? How could you want me? I know I'm nothing, I hide in and hibernate. Out of the city, I'm tired of trying if it doesn't lead nowhere. I don't leave. I think that I will just get replaced
credits
from City Wolves Split,
released January 29, 2016
Lyrics by: Nathan Lachner
Trombone performed by: Dylan Greist
Saxophone performed by: Watson Meyer