You're a gift
If I'm honest
And I know I should be
But I'll just throw a guard up
Like I'm punching on TV
Remember when we listened back
In the basement sharing laughs
Spent the seasons sharing cans
With cold hands

All lives go like this
No hands then over fist
I'm glad to know you

We were friends in a sand pit
Running rampant once we said it
I can be without you
But I'm nauseous

All lives go like this
No hands then over fist
All lives are lightning
As for my message
I'm glad to know you
I'm glad to know you