Eating Peaches
I was caught up in the moment
When I swear that I had blown it
And I really think it's gonna snow
If you will remember
That my head's up in September, and I
Never like to go below
I could sit here eating peaches
On a thousand dirty beaches
But I really wish the wind would blow
I've been stuck out on an island
Where the water is so high and
I just don't where the hell to go
Well I could never stop myself from having fun
Still I can't help but to feel guilty
Looking for favors when there's nothing left to sell
But I don't care if it doesn't show
Hey we can do it if you still have any magic
Left in that paper bag
Creating memories from nothing at all
We can make up for it as we go
I was high up on the mountain
Fishing in a water fountain
But I guess I'm making too much noise
I'm abusing all my power
In my casual attire
Yes I treat em like a bunch of toys
So you think you're high and mighty
When I asked if you're alright
You put your hands up and you said "so-so"
Well I don't like to say this often
But you're squatting in a coffin
And you don't know where the hell to go
Yes I believe in magic, but it's not the kind of magic
That the human brain could understand
Creating memories from nothing at all
We just make up for it as we go
And I could never stop myself from having fun
Still I can't help but to feel guilty
Looking for favors when there's nothing left to sell
But I don't care if it doesn't show
When I swear that I had blown it
And I really think it's gonna snow
If you will remember
That my head's up in September, and I
Never like to go below
I could sit here eating peaches
On a thousand dirty beaches
But I really wish the wind would blow
I've been stuck out on an island
Where the water is so high and
I just don't where the hell to go
Well I could never stop myself from having fun
Still I can't help but to feel guilty
Looking for favors when there's nothing left to sell
But I don't care if it doesn't show
Hey we can do it if you still have any magic
Left in that paper bag
Creating memories from nothing at all
We can make up for it as we go
I was high up on the mountain
Fishing in a water fountain
But I guess I'm making too much noise
I'm abusing all my power
In my casual attire
Yes I treat em like a bunch of toys
So you think you're high and mighty
When I asked if you're alright
You put your hands up and you said "so-so"
Well I don't like to say this often
But you're squatting in a coffin
And you don't know where the hell to go
Yes I believe in magic, but it's not the kind of magic
That the human brain could understand
Creating memories from nothing at all
We just make up for it as we go
And I could never stop myself from having fun
Still I can't help but to feel guilty
Looking for favors when there's nothing left to sell
But I don't care if it doesn't show
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Writer(s): Thomas Erwin
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