Four Kids

I see four kids make a band
Smashing sounds and play pretend
Uncertain of what's coming out
Facedown, trying to think about any simple noun
Where the fuck will this lead us to?
Did we waste time or did we make a move?
It's not important now, it's not
But it would've been cool if we didn't stop
If we didn't stop

Four kids, that's all we'll be
Kept in my wrecks
Shouting words of rage and prospects



Credits
Writer(s): Angelo Mallardo
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