The Harbor

Metal birds made of meth
Jumping off the loading dock and falling down
20 Miles into darkness
Got 20 more steps till were back on solid ground
Set a land-speed record with a finger-tap on a boxer
It's an arcade nightmare with a hot spot front again
Picking out flying saucers
Cackle in a car seat and don't look back for them

Cement it in silk blocks
Attuned to any station
Terror television tests your taste
To that of heaven

Twenty first birthday cake
Twenty-one candles, twenty-two reasons why
Paddling for your life vest
Nobody make me laugh, you'll make me cry
Rental attire and twenty-three obligations
Grey leaf falling and a tenor to tend to time
Twenty-four tasted half bakes
I'm just tired God I swear I'm fine.

You'll never be as young as you wanna
You'll never be as young as you oughta
You'll never be as young as you wanna
You'll never be as young as you oughta now

You'll never be as young as you pay for
No you'll only be as young as you stay for



Credits
Writer(s): Evan Cox
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