The Lawn
Matt drank whiskey on Joe's front lawn
And I've drowned in memories
Of that age when I'd lost composure
At the thought of anything
Waltzing through the loop so surely
Please text me when you get home
Back at home and I'm all alone
With the stars again
But if it's not what you feel inside
If its not what you feel inside
It could start a fire
And I've drowned in memories
Of that age when I'd lost composure
At the thought of anything
Waltzing through the loop so surely
Please text me when you get home
Back at home and I'm all alone
With the stars again
But if it's not what you feel inside
If its not what you feel inside
It could start a fire
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Writer(s): Jacob Crofoot
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