Hats

Picking up hats from the side of the road
Yours is blue, mine has a picture of a ghost
From mario brothers 3, a gamestop invention
It made me feel welcome at the gaming convention

Driving down the road when our car broke down
We used tires as our pillows in the stars we drowned
And we talked about how you loved me and i loved you
But then the comes came and i came to

Yogurt cups are your favorite instrument
I love the way that they sound when you throw them at my head
And when my time comes and you visit me there
Where ever it is i know that you'll be there

Picking up hats from the side of the road
Yours is blue mine has a picture of a ghost
Of my future self that haunts me everyday
The kind that makes me sigh and makes you turn gray



Credits
Writer(s): Lukas Sumner, Luke Sumner
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