This Charming Van

The sun
Is beaming down
My sweat
Is pouring on the ground and all around outside
Stains i just can't hide

Flying by the street signs go
In one direction not my own
Now as these onlookers saw
My face take on that van's back door

I would go out tonight
But i feel the stitches in my head
Hoped to be feeling right
But this van has got me stuck in bed



Credits
Writer(s): Sam Winsor
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