Friday night, I didn't care about the consequences
I wish I had a clue why I'm stuck inside these places
Time loop, perfume, trails of a younger you
Falling like I did not know the truth
Thought of you, mud sticking to my boots like a trap
I'm driving to these places that I used to love
Puts us closer to the end than we would ever be
Trainway, silence, and a bit of train noises
But my head is full
But my head is full
But my head is
Monday morning, perspective of a new lovely week
Only you could ever change my thoughts on this
Time loop, perfume, trails of a younger you
Falling like I did not know the truth
Thought of you, mud sticking to my boots like a trap
I'm driving to these places that we used to
Love
Puts us closer to the end than we would ever be
Trainway, silence, and a bit of train noises
But my head is full
But my head is full
But my head is
You, only you know how hard it tends to be
So I'll put you over shit world sees
We'll jump, with belief that everything can change for better
Friday night, I didn't know about the consequences
