Camo

Face to a screen, a screen to a name: another modern life running on fluorescent light
Plans for the band abandoned for days at the subtle solitude of all my friends moving away
Remember the past, a passage that read: you could be anyone here after some planning ahead
But lately I've felt, a feeling too late: to say I'm really gonna (ask me if I ever wanna)
Talk about giving 'em hell again, or chalk it up: we're "getting too old" for this? To hold to it
Is there some place you need to be?
To reinvent yourself
To being someone else
To ch-ch-ch-change your mind: it's allowed, it's routine
It's about what you need
It's ringing in my head again: there's nothing here to see
But parking lots are lately what I'm up against: is who I'm supposed to be
It's ringing in my head again: a lot like being free and shopping carts
Are lately what I'm up against: is where I need to be to reinvent myself
To being someone else
To ch-ch-ch-change my mind: it's allowed, it's routine
It's about what you need



Credits
Writer(s): Tim Montana, Jake Rose, John Eddie
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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